I vote for bullshit story.
I wanted to make the “Dear Penthouse, I never believed these stories were true…” joke in the original thread, but someone got there before me. It’s bullshit.
Oh, I think the age has something to do with it. She was 17 when she proposed her plan and he said to wait until she was 18 and then they carried on a mail/phone relationship in which she tried, for 6 months, to convince him to have sex with her. And he let he do it. He should have had NOTHING to do with an underage child who was trying to talk him into that. Plus, he knows her somehow “from school” - how, exactly, when he says he’s not a teacher? Does he hang around at the high school for some unknown reason? Or is she one of his daughter’s former classmates? How do a 17-year-old high-school cheerleader and a married 45-year-old man happen to hang around in the same circles and become “friends” anyway?
Yeah, so 18 is legal. BFD. It’s still weird. (Although I think the story is only half-true at best.)
I thought it was an uninspired bit of fiction.
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Please, can we not waste more energy on this? The story is a lie so transparent that Penthouse wouldn’t run it. josejones signed up here and posted once back in 2003, then just returned a few days ago; I doubt he’s been lurking because lurkers don’t come out of hiding with a flurry of casual, nonsensical posts like he’s posted.
Anyway, he came back, apparently having nothing better to do than try to inflate his ego by the (rather pathetic) expedient of telling a bunch of strangers that he deflowered an 18-year-old in a consequence-free environment. Perhaps he thought he’d get a round of eHighFives[sup]TM[/sup], or perhaps he (ahem) is interested only in getting some attention as The Guy Who Says He Slept With A Teenager.
If the story is true, he’s a loser. If the story is false, he’s a loser. Case closed, as far as I’m concerned.
As the Dope’s most vocal participant in and advocate for honest open marriages, I gotta call bullshit here as well.
This post, m’dear, is why you are a scoundrel, a cad, an SOB and far, far worse. It has nothing, IMHO, to do with sleeping with an 18 year old girl:
Fuck. You.
Every marriage is “not simple.” Mine, too. If it’s open and honest, then the why didn’t you just say so? Jesus Freakin’ Christ, you can post intimate details about a sexual encounter that you’re not certain was a good idea, but you don’t have the balls to admit that either A. You’re in an open marriage or B. You’re an adulterous dickwad.
For the OP as simply the OP, I was prepared to back you. I think it’s great that this young woman knows what she wants, knew how to get it and was open and honest enough to achieve her goal. Frankly, my first consentual encounter was fairly similar, although the gentleman I asked was only 4 years older than myself. (Of course, I ended up pregnant, but that’s another cautionary tale for another time.) Having been sexually assaulted as a child, I knew that I needed someone very special, very gentle and frankly very experienced to make my first “real” time a pleasurable one.
But given the background of your “not simple” marriage and your dissembling and distortions there, I wonder how much of your OP was similarly “embellished.” Quite a bit, I suspect.
The fact that you had a responsible and tender encounter with a woman much your junior? Not a big deal. In fact, kudos, if the story is true.
The fact that you’re a liar and a cheat? “Scoundrel” doesn’t go far enough.
I think you’re getting worked up about nothing. The guy is, at best, a silly young boy looking to get his kicks by ruffling some feathers; and at worst a lying sack o’ meat who should have outgrown this sort of storytelling, looking to get his kicks by ruffling some feathers.
The reaction in his thread, and now this pitting, are his gratification.
DNFT josejones, says I.
Oh, I’m not terribly worked up. Just having a bit of a scold. Prevents me from venting at my kids.
I type pretty quickly. I’m sure I spent about as much time on that post than Mr. Jones did on the deed - about 3 minutes. :eek:
Actually, the only bit in the whole thread that got me “worked up” was SNenc’s phrase “‘open relationship’ mumbo-jumbo”, but I can pretty well chalk that one up to ignorance and walk away.
** Mangetout**, I’d be inclined to disbelieve this had I not spent a few years as a chimney sweep. I can’t tell you how many times I’d go to a job only to be greeted by a lonely housewife. Inevitably She’d ask if it was true that she’d get lucky if she touched a chimney sweep…cleaned a few flues in my day, lemme tell ya!
Am a wee bit tired, and misread this as
‘I thought it was an uninspired bit of friction.’
Oh, but she was so mature! And she enjoyed it and even THANKED him!
This strikes me as the motivating factor. Paid to post, so he wants go out in a blaze of glory before he has to pay again.
On a completely unrelated topic, one summer I worked as an intern in a Swedish hot tub factory…
No, because it looks like he paid up now.
So he’s going for the “discounted rate” being-a-jerk. 
I vote for numbers two and three.
Well, wouldn’t you? An important man like him? To sacrifice his time and risk his good name like that…the giving never stops!
- Church. When I was in high school I sang in the church choir and had numerous casual acquaintances of both genders old enough to be my parents or grandparents.
- Volunteer work of any kind will also mix generations.
- Many hobbyist groups will also accept multi-generational members: political parties, environmental groups, rock hounds, knitters, you name it. I hang out with people from the Society for Creative Anachronism and I occasionally run into teenagers at their events.
- They could be taking the same class at a community college.
Friction. Heh heh… you don’t want to know where my mind went after that one.
I blame Dex, frankly, who said in another thread:
jose’s probably talking to ClearChannel as I type this.
I think that’s a big part of what I found icky. He said “she was just one of the kids from school i know”, and then said “NO, if you’re wondering, i’m not a teacher or in any way associated with her school”. Which did leave me wondering how he knew her through the school he so emphatically had nothing to do with.
If he had said he had met her at a group like any of these, I think I would have felt better. I would have felt like they had some things in common, and were on more equal ground.