Originally Posted by TomJ

Once dated a 63 year old school teacher (I was 26 at the time) because she looked GREAT from behind in a tight red dress. Thought she was a college student, dancers legs, nice tight a**, long blonde (actually white now that I think about it) hair. Sauntered up to "bump" into here to strike a conversation and when I regained consciousness from seeing her from the front (was still a pleasantly attractive woman, but obviously old enough to be my grandmother), I was quite surprised and she could see that. She looked at me as if to say "I know what you thought, it's OK young man, you don't have to stay and talk."

Well, I've always liked older women anyway (OK, so not THAT old), so I did stay and talk and found she knew a LOT about a LOT of different things. Wow. She was actually fun to talk to/with and I started seeing her as a younger woman right there.

She was more than happy to have a sexual relationship with a young man, but I could tell she was on the downside of enjoying sex. Still enjoyed the few months we dated. Was hard at restaurants and such. Most assumed I was her son or grandson. Then when I showed affection, kisses, etc. in public, people figured we were from the south ;-)