Everything I’ve written previously has been about my collegiate experiences–my first time with an older woman ([1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/598ol8/late_40s_f_and_the_college_boy_m_a_first_for_both/), [2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/59xwkg/late_40s_f_and_the_college_boy_m_a_first_for_both/)) and about [an experience with an ex girlfriend, where I gave her an orgasm in front of her dad without him realizing](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5aykbh/orgasm_in_front_of_girlfriends_unknowing_dadmf/) (most of the commenters believe he knew–but I still naively don’t think so!). I have to confess the following experience does come with a little bit of guilt because she was married (it’s so weird how the married also makes it exponentially sexier, which she did specifically mentioned quite a few times). Our first interaction was last March and we decided to chill out recently.
As a reminder, I was a tall, gawky kid growing up, with glasses and an overbite. Then I wrestled throughout high school, got contacts, and dental work fixed my alignment to where I’m actually a pretty good looking guy (I’m told I look like the senior in Sixteen Candles), but I still have the perception of myself as a gawky kid with glasses and can still be somewhat shy until engaged, and alternate between overconfidence and no confidence.