LONG STORY..
When I was 21 I had just started this job at a cafe. There was this guy, a man really as he was 45. He was a regular customer before I had started. When I first met him I was kind of in awe. He was very good looking for his age and in great shape as well. It was almost as if he had this golden aura glowing around him that drew me in. He was kind and funny and flirty. We eventually started texting which quickly led to sexting. Before I knew it, I was going over to his house to hang out. He would often grill steaks for dinner and we would get high and fuck. I remember the first time we had sex, I was super nervous. I didn’t know what to expect from an older man but he was incredible. I got attached rather fast. At the time, he was fresh into a divorce from a marriage of 25 years and I knew that he had been on an online dating site but he totally lived in a bachelor pad. A couple of other guys from work stayed there too but he had the master bedroom with a huge bathroom and it’s own fireplace with the huge flatscreen above it and a California king bed. Two French doors leading to the outside patio, so it had its own privacy. It became a habit of mine to visit him and even stay the night and be the last to leave the next morning. After a couple of months he invited me on a weekend trip to Orlando. We stayed in a beautiful Grand Hyatt hotel and spent the entire weekend eating at the most incredible restaurants and devouring each other’s bodies back in our room. After about a year of fun he moved away with an older woman he had met online. I was crushed. I tried to convince him that he didn’t need a relationship at that time, especially not one as serious as living with each other. I claimed that I didn’t want to be his girlfriend or anything but what we had was fun and we could keep it going while he figured out his life. Things were still messy with his divorce. He moved anyway.