I’m just north of 60, and I work with people of all ages, from a few years out of college to a few years older than me. And that includes a lot of women across the age ranges.
And I’m attracted to women of all ages in that range. Despite what’s been said in this thread, there’s a lot of young women around that aren’t just bikini babes, but have more than enough brains in their head for a guy like me. But for the long haul, if I weren’t already happily married, I’d want a woman who had lived through most of this long stretch of time I’ve lived through, and shared or could at least relate to most of my memories.
Does a woman over the age of 60 whose body isn’t perfect (but not overweight) due to the fact that she gave birth to twins almost 30 years ago have a shot at finding love again? I don’t hear a lot of encouragement online towards women my age. I’d like honest answers.
I am 68, I think I am still moderately attractive as I have plenty of women in their 40’s and 50’s still hitting on me. I would take a woman in her 60’s anyday over a woman in her 50’s. I feel better with woman closer to my own age. Don’t worry abut having the perfect body. If you stick with guys in your age group they have had time to adjust to women who are the same age as them. No big deal!
I’ve never had any kind of age preference whatsoever. I remember thinking this as a teenager, and now at 71 this hasn’t changed. My husband is 20 years my junior, and we’re both fine with that. It wouldn’t matter if he were 18 or 81.
I’ve found that now that I am in my late 70s, young girls pay a lot more attention to me than they did 20 years ago. I think in my 50s they just thought I was a dirty old man, and now they think I am cute and harmless. I enjoy having them as friends in passing, it’s not a sexual thing any more and I know better than to fantasize about that. Last month, while waiting for my flight at the airport, I was “adopted” by a very cute Muslim girl in a hijab, probably about 20 but looked 15. She spent two hours being very grand-daughterly with me. We friended each other on Facebook, and in messsages, she calls me Sir. On another flight, I had a flight attendant ask me for a hug when I got off the plane. I met another one, a third world college student who told me she might have to take time off school to work for tuition, so when I got home, I went to Western Union and send her a year’s fees ($350). and she graduated this year. It’s all very nice and adds a new dimension of pleasure to my later years. They love it when I ask to take their picture, but if I were 20 years younger, they’d call the police.
Contrariwise, I’m afraid of encounters with older women, because I don’t don’t want one to fall for me, I’m not prepared to commit myself to what they might need, nor to commit them to taking care of me in my old age.
