*This is the more detailed version of my slutty confession earlier today.*
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Today I am thinking back to the summer day that I met up with a 50-something year old who responded to my ad on Craigslist. I had low expectations, but the chat was nice, and after dinner we walked along the piers.
“Would you like to go on a ride? I could take you to my boat.”
“You have a boat? I’d love to see it.”
Always an expert at first Craigslist date safety.
I know I post a lot of age gap stories, and it might come across as if I were perpetually chasing older dick, but I can say in retrospect it was a very legitimate date. I mean, I wasn’t doing *all* the thinking with my pussy. His Craigslist response was insightful and the conversation over dinner was great. He was excellent at flirting and I had fun dressing the part. Hair down, great face, a very flattering summer dress: purple, form-fitting, clinging onto the right curves. He was smart and quite the respectful gentleman. All this said, who am I trying to kid? I had posted the Craigslist equivalent of a RAOBJ.