That made me widen my eyes and quickly ask him.
Clara:How old?
Lucas:The oldest I’ve been with was fifty-two.
I had always prided myself that I was open-minded, but my fingers typed a reply that was a reflection of the societal programming I had undergone the same way as most people. I was used to seeing couples with a large age difference where the man was older, but the reverse situations somehow felt forbidden and wrong.
Clara:That’s more than twice your age.
Lucas:So? Age is just a number.
Wobbling my head from side to side, I agreed to some extent and as I thought more about it, famous couples popped into my head where the woman was older than the male. Still, I couldn’t agree completely.
Clara:Is it? So you could be with a woman who was eighty then?
Lucas:I doubt I would be attracted to a woman in that age range, but I think women of all ages can be beautiful. Have you been with a guy my age?
Clara:Yes, when I was twenty-five myself.
I added a laughing emoji.
Lucas:Would you be up for a meeting to see if we have chemistry?
Blinking my eyes, I put the phone down for a moment. My curiosity was pushing for me to say yes, but my responsible good-girl programming was hesitating. What would people think if they knew I had slept with a twenty-five-year-old hot Baywatch type? And then there was the uncertainty about my body. Would he really want me in real life? Maybe I did suck in my stomach on that profile picture and angle my head to exaggerate my jawline.
I couldn’t possibly get naked in front of someone like him… could I?
Clara:Can I think about it for a day or two?
Lucas:Okay, but just don’t overthink it. I’m younger, but I’m not a kid. I have my own business, apartment, andopinions. You’ll find that I’m mature for my age and I’m genuine when I say that I enjoy women who are older than me.
Clara:I just never considered dating someone as young as you.
Lucas:It’s only uncomplicated fun between two consenting adults. At least let’s meet and see if we have chemistry. You can bring your boyfriend and we can both spoil you. I’ve been a bull before.
For a moment, I had forgotten about my profile saying that I already had a boyfriend and that I was only looking for exquisite sexual experiences. Unsure what to answer, I decided to call Malliko for advice. At first, he didn’t answer but he called me back shortly after.
“Oh, hey, I have a question for you. Do you have time to talk?” I asked him.
“Yes. What’s your question?”
“Hmm… I’ve been chatting with a man who is significantly younger than me and he wants to meet up.”
Malliko’s counter question was one of logic. “Are you attracted to him?”
“He’s…” I hesitated. “Well. If we’re speaking solely physically, then I would have to say yes. He’s tall, fit, and has nice features, but the thing is…” I played with my hair and closed my eyes.
“Yes?”
I sighed before admitting, “Our age difference makes me feel… sleazy.”
“What does that mean?”
“Like it’s amoral and wrong.”
“In what way?”
“He’s so young and… I don’t know. I always judged my ex for replacing me with a woman so much younger than himself and now I’m considering having sex with a man who is twenty-five.”