In my last post, I wrote about my recent divorce and my [37/male] one-track, multi-step plan for moving on: Fucking younger, submissive girls from Tinder. And I wrote about Olivia, who’s 24, petite, and an incredibly good fuck. I’ve had a lot of fun with her in the past couple of months, but last night was on another level.
Olivia came over at around ~8pm after her last seminar of the day (she’s a grad student). We drank a little and talked about our dynamic. She’s known about my divorce for a while now, and she clearly likes being (and teasing me about being) the object of my “mid-life frustrations.” Last night, she wanted to know when I was going to find an even younger girl. Why bother with a rebound grad student when I could find a rebound undergrad? I told her she had a great point, pulled out my phone, and started swiping on every 18-22 year old who popped up on Tinder.