Max has this horrible fear of someone saying something like “Oh, you and your lovely daughter…” but that hasn’t happened, and I don’t know if it will. The stares from other mature singles haven’t been as prevalent as I thought they would, and I don’t think they’re as prevalent as max thinks they are. He seems much more bothered by this than I am.
The other day we went to dinner and the waitress was talking with us. I thought she was flirting with me (I wrote my phone number on a napkin for her–she hasn’t called… yet), but DCG was convinced she was “playing the ‘Guess This Couple’s Relationship’ game.” I never know what to say when he says things like this except silly comments like “Don’t be ridiculous”… because… he’s not being ridiculous.
Our age difference doesn’t bother me, like I thought it might. I don’t want it to bother him, either. Sometimes, I know it does. He gave me this look like I’m 12 and don’t know shit about shit and what the hell’s he doing talking to me, anyway? Those moments, luckily, are fairly rare. I’m incredibly well-read, in the process of becoming formally educated, always self-educating, and, at the risk of sounding unforgivably arrogant, smarter than everyone else. I can keep up… usually.
There was only one time when our age difference did bother me. That was when I went to meet men for lunch and I heard his niece (who is older than I am) call him “Uncle —–.” I don’t know why, but it startled me and shook me up a bit. I recovered quickly, and have threatened to call “Uncle” much to his chagrin.
The area where I thought our age difference would be most prominent has turned out to be such a wonderful surprise. We’re at it at least twice a day, and he’s very attentive to what I like and don’t like, what drives me crazy, how to get me to make my “O” face. I think that he gets tired fairly quickly, and once he’s done, he’s done for at least an hour. But he makes me feel so incredible… I can’t even describe it.
Anyway, now that I’m all hot and bothered I’m going to wrap this up and go… uhm… take a shower. Yeah… But I know that I’m not the only young woman who’s dating an older man. Ladies, help! What do I do? What should I know about? What should I be prepared for?