I’m 42 and was divorced earlier this year. The divorced was mutual. The freedom of being single make me feel little adventurous. I want to try something new. I downloaded few dating apps and see how it goes.
I connected with a 22-year old, he was in town on vacation with few of his friends. We chatted for a while before he actually asks me to go on a dinner date with him. It took him a while, and I was about to ghost him. He picks a restaurant in a touristy area. I hate crowded places, but whatever. This happens during the summer, so I wore a summer dress and decide to go commando, feeling little frisky. No bra and panties, only pasties over my nipples, it was a flowy dress that go beyond my knee, so it’s not noticeable at all.
He was early, I saw him at the bar having a drink. I walk over and introduce myself. He wanted to give me a hand shake and I was confuse. I take the initiative and give him a hug. Dinner went well. This kid is not making any move at all seriously. I ask him where he staying and say we can get a bottle and sit down and get to know more about each other.