And here’s to you Mrs. Robinson…
So it was a beautiful weekend, my intelligent, cute, quiet, sweet, shy, young (yes he was 27! I sneaked a peek at that Driver’s license while he was in the shower!) INCREDIBLY inexperienced sweetheart beat me at scrabble. He was lightning quick in BOTH of his most gentle awkward endeavors. That boy’s tossing and turning as well as loud snoring kept me awake for 2 days! But man, it was a pleasure to gaze at him at 1:00, 2:00, 4:00, 5:30, 6:45am and give him a little peck on his cheek as he really is a beautiful sweet boy. Last night after I dropped him off and gave him a hug, I couldn’t help but feel sad. No, the weekend is not what I expected but it was sweet and I was loving, patient and gentle despite the wanton whore that railed within…. Why does everything have to be so hard?
I had miniscule amounts of food during the trip - careful to not indulge (he even exclaimed that I hardly ate anything) that might make me feel unattractive. There was an incredible quiche as well as a mango/pineapple cake that was truly wonderful. So I don’t feel bad about my food intake this weekend. I did meet up with WildChild at 5:00 yesterday for a small dish of pho (vietnamese noodles) then met the salesman at 6:00 and nibbled on some sashimi, cooked fish and 4 pieces of eel sushi. No future with the salesman, he doesn’t have a house, is paying lots for his kids, just got a new sales job - but he is a bit of a cutie. I couldn’t try to turn him into a sex buddy because he’s the type of guy that would not be able to ‘hit it and quit it’ - he’s looking for companionship. He was very complimentary which was nice but I’ll have to tell him that it won’t work out because he lives too far away (good excuse).
So today it’s back to the diet (I called in sick and slept in today till about 11:30!) and woke up to do my laundry. We did a hike this weekend which really made me sore, so I’ve got to amp up the goddamn exercise because I need to be able to do that Macchu Picchu trek in October. It wasn’t too hard to get back on the diet. I’m anxious to feel what it’s like to slide into a size 12!
So there it is ladies… back to reality.
shit. I think I’ll call in sick tomorrow too 
There is a lot to be said about the younger male
My DH is 35 and I am 49! We have been together 8 years.
Maybe your little sweetheart need to be taught and gently guided.
And then again maybe he should remain a sweet memory.
I am so sorry your weekend was not what you invision or wanted.
The wanton whore will meet her counterpart one of these day, just don’t quit looking. And practising
Thank God it is the age of electronics
xo
I happen to love Mrs. Robinson! My BF is 28 and I am 33. We have been together for over 12 years. Yep, I am a cradle robber. He was 16 and I was 21 when we got together. I wasn’t the first 21 year old he had dated though. He was quite the whore.
Sorry your guy was a minute man, but like islandgrl said above you will find someone who can tame that inner whore.
Heck ! After being with BF for 12 years, I wish I had someone to tame mine…he just wants to get his and go to sleep! Man! I miss sex-a-thons!
Aw hon - sorry it didn’t work out like you expected. Younger guys are a tricky situation. I had one who I got along great with but kind of found myself turning into this mother(no disrespect ladies, just the way MY relationship worked with this guy) and I just couldn’t see myself doing that my whole life. You’ll find the right guy - don’t give up!