Straight guy. Had a fairly intense romance with a 35-year-old when I was 24.
Didn’t work out, as I was still enjoying the freedom of independent adulthood, while she was feeling the pressure of advancing years and was getting desperate for a husband and a kid. The sex was good, though.
Mine’s easy. When I was fourteen I had a romantic relationship with a twenty-seven-year-old. No nudity, but it definitely counts. Sometimes I become alarmed thinking that I’m still not even quite as old as he was when he was hounding me at half my age.
Oh, for the sake of the record, please state your gender and orientation if you are willing to do so. I’m curious if there are correlations.
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When I was 27 my girlfriend was 42, so that’s a fifteen year period.
When I was 30 I had a 40 year old girlfriend; she called me “Daddy,” which made things significantly weirder than the other.
When I was 30, I dated a gal who was in her early-to-mid 50s for a while.
I can’t say exactly how old she was, because I don’t know; she told me she was 41 and I believed her. Not until she broke things off did she casually say, “And by the way, I’m a lot older than I told you before.”
My wife (the most wonderful woman in the world) is 15 1/5 years older than I am. We met here on the boards 5 1/2 years ago and we will be celebrating our 4th wedding anniversary next month
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That’s a great, elegant term. Mind if I borrow it?
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Feel free. I wish I had thought of it myself, but I found it in a list of gay slang terms. I’m very happy with it though; it’s the first label I’ve felt comfortable applying to myself. I wish I didn’t need a label at all, but out society is obsessed with them.
Heterosexual female. Relationship that later was a friends with benefits thing, he was 11 years my senior. When I was 25 I dated a guy for a while who was 52.
female, straight. I only dated three guys within 5 years of my age and I married one of them.
When I was 17 I dated a 34 year old, though I think the biggest gap was when I dated one of my professors; I was about 20 and he was in his middle 50s I would say. Well, I never asked for his driver’s license. My dad was really annoyed, and prof insisted on meeting him. Which I thought was suicidal.
They still go fishing together though the relationship was as fleeting as you might expect.
Straight female. My first husband and I got married when I was 25 and he was 49. My second and final husband and I got married a few months ago; I’m 35 and he just turned 54.
A twenty year difference is (I think) the greatest age gap for me. I met her when I was thirty and she was fifty.
When I was thirteen-fourteen I systematically hit on every adult woman that came into my perceptual field. There was one woman I hooked up with a few times that was probably in her late thirties, so she probably has a slight edge, there. Can’t be sure, though.
In the other direction, had a romantic relationship with a nineteen-year-old that started in '99, when I was twenty-nine – and a stupid hook-up a few weeks ago with a twenty-year-old. (I’m thirty-five now.)