Young, NOT Dumb, And Full Of…
Okay, I finally get it. I finally get what all the fuss is about. I finally get why people do it. I finally get why, when those people are teased about it, they just smile and nod, with a knowing look in their eyes.
I went out with a younger guy last night. This, after years of dating older, usually much older men, because that’s what I thought I was supposed to do. But recently presented with the opportunity, I finally went younger. And guess what? This handsome young man – with perfectly smooth skin and not one strand of gray on his fantastically thick head of hair - this guy was more of a man than any of the older jackasses I’ve been dating all this time. And guess what else? I LIKED it.
Aside from being crazy adorable, he was a gentleman. Aside from having a smile that could melt an ice sculpture, he had manners. He held every door open, he offered me his arm walking across the street, he got my drinks, and most of all – this guy liked me. He was attracted to me and made no secret of it. He didn’t play those stupid “I’m 45 and divorced and have something to prove” games. He complimented me. He smiled at me. He listened to me and actually had something to say in response. And without any pretense, he kissed me – in public. In the middle of my sentence, he simply leaned in and kissed me. And holy shit, what a kiss. This was no boy, this was a man. He didn’t care who was watching, he didn’t care about anything but the fact that he had a woman next to him who he wanted to make out with, and so he did – more than a few times.
The funny thing is, I don’t really think I am that much of a PDA person. In the past I probably would have pre-empted that major public kiss. But with this guy, I didn’t care. I liked it. I especially liked how little he cared about everything around him except for the person he was with. I guess this is why men have been dating younger women for years.
He’s not so much younger that I look so much older, but he’s younger in the sense that he isn’t letting life get him down in a way that he shows it. He isn’t walking around with hunched shoulders acting like everyone is out to get him and he had nothing to do with his own misery. He is simply put, young and full of life. He has a lot to look forward to and he knows it – and it shows. I could learn a lot from this guy (aside from the fact that he is a great kisser).
And if he doesn’t ask me out again, I took away from one date more than I have taken away from the last 20… When it comes down to it, dating has nothing to do with the number – it has to do with what the number represents. It has to do with enjoying time with someone who is living their life without regret, without bitterness, and without an agenda. What a refreshing change. Maybe I’m onto something.
Or maybe he is.
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If The Skin Fits…
I remember the joke my dad used to always tell and re-tell, over and over, just to piss off my mom – it was a true story. George Burns was this amazingly clever and insightful comedian. He was also old – as in, “in his nineties” old. And he was always doted on and surrounded by a bevy of beautiful and much younger women – as in “in their twenties” old. So he’s on The Tonight Show with Johnny Carson one night , and Johnny asks him, “So George, why are you always with women that are so much younger than you are?” And George responds, with a twinkle in his eye, “Because their skin fits.”
There’s a lot to be said about dating younger – and just about all of it is good. Call me shallow, but anybody who contends that smooth skin and body parts pointing north, as opposed to south aren’t 1000% more desirable is clearly blind. Either that – or they have neither smooth skin, nor do they have north-facing body parts. There’s a reason our society worships youth. There’s a reason we still call women, “chicks,” and men, “douche bags.” We ALL wish we were younger. We’d ALL choose energy and a bright smile over napping and veneers. Anybody who says otherwise is completely full of shit.
You know I’ve dated younger women before. I’ve had long-term relationships with younger women. Some would call them, “much” younger women. The first of these “much” younger woman was 17 years my junior. I wasn’t seeking a younger woman at the time. I wasn’t seeking a woman of any age at all. It turned out to be a great relationship – until it ended, that is. Did it end because of the age difference? Probably, but I always said it wasn’t so much the difference in age, as it was the difference in baggage, the baggage that only with age one can accumulate. The second of these “much” younger women turned out to be almost as much younger and an equally enjoyable period in my life. Was it because she was younger? I never thought so then, and I still don’t now. Did we hit an occasional misfire in communication or conflicting taste in people, most likely due to our age difference? Uh, yeah. Did I mind the personality and sex appeal that could only come from a woman that much younger? Uh, no.
Of course, we all know it’s different for a man to date a younger woman than it is for a woman to date a younger man. I hope he’s at least five years younger than you. Otherwise it doesn’t count. I hope you’re better in bed than he is. Otherwise, you’re going to be hooked. I hope you meet his friends one night and feel as if you’re at a frat party, because trust me, he still has those friends. I hope he cooks you dinner before you cook dinner for him. Otherwise, he’ll start treating you like his Mom.
Mostly, I hope he continues to be a gentleman and put a smile on your face. There should never be an age limit on that.
Go for it!!! Nothing better than display of public affection. Younger is better sometimes you could train those puppies. As for what, “he said” his l7+ junior date probably dumped him because we all know that those “older guys only look good when their young” Woman age gracefully, men don’t.
Actually, I can vouch for my male counterpart… Ladies, he’s pretty damn sexy!
Thanks for the comments! Keep ‘em coming!
~ Her