escaped my lips as I shook beneath him. And before I even stopped
shaking he started to pound the spot inside me where it was so hot.
It felt like he was splashing in the puddle where my pleasure
had pooled. And just when I thought I was going to burst into a million pieces,
he groaned and plunged inside me and stayed there.
When he collapsed on top of me a moment later, I could still
feel myself throbbing around him as we panted together, his breath warm against
my neck.
And I had never felt so high.
Chapter
10: Dawn
Lover #3:
The Older Man
The older man is one of the most fun lovers a woman can have and
an absolute must for those looking to improve their sexual prowess. Of course,
as with any relationship, having equal expectations is often the difference
between success and failure. So here’s what you need to know…
He doesn’t want to marry you (he lost everything in the
divorce). All he really wants to do is watch your eyes light up when you drink
his expensive champagne and have some kinky, no strings attached sex. As long
as you can be happy with this arrangement, you’ll have a grand old time.
What’s the best part of sleeping with an older man?
They give you hope. Why? Because sometimes when you're young,
sleeping with guys your age can be disheartening and full of is this all
there is moments.
I suspect the reason for this is because inexperienced lovers
are preoccupied with their own pleasure. Which isn’t surprising. After all, how
can you guess at what makes someone else feel good if you’re still figuring out
your own body’s quirks?
Older lovers, however, know better. As a result, they tend to
invest more time and energy into satisfying their partner. This is because
they’ve reached sexual maturity. Which means they derive pleasure not just from
receiving sexual attention but from giving it, too.
So between a generally higher respect for women and more
experience between the sheets, a lot can be learned from older men. Plus, they know
what they like and they don’t apologize for it.
And it’s important to expose yourself to this because sexual
confidence is contagious.
The first time I slept with an older man was on a trip to
France. A teacher I had in college gave me the number for a friend of his in
Paris. I thought he was just going to recommend a place to stay and maybe a
good café or two, but he agreed to meet me for a drink.
Not only was he a good twenty years older than I was with an
accent to die for, but no one had ever made me feel sexier. That’s the other
thing about older men. They really know how to charm a woman with come-ons and
compliments that don’t feel cheap. And even though men young and old want the
same thing at the end of the day, there’s no reason that getting there can’t be
half the fun.
We ended up spending the rest of the weekend together. Mostly in
his bed with wine or out on the town with his arms draped around my waist as
his salt and pepper stubble tickled my neck.
We stayed in touch for a while after our romantic weekend, but eventually
our correspondence fell off. Which was fine. That’s the way it should be.
There’s no recipe for love. It isn’t something that can be forced. Some lovers
are like gourmet meals. They’re dishes that are only meant to be tasted and
remembered fondly, not indulged in every day.
But that’s what’s so wonderful about collecting lovers or
experiences in general. They stay with you forever. I’ve no doubt that my life
was enriched by the memory of being fed flaky pastry in bed and having my
fingertips kissed by lips that tasted like fine red wine.
After all, you can’t put a price on a memory like that, and I’ve
always believed that nothing makes a person rich like experience. Maybe I only
feel that way because I never had any money. But I know lots of people with loads
of money who don’t feel as rich as I do.
Don’t get me wrong. Money is important. Really important. But
it’s not good