“Why? I have to ask. Why an old bag like me?” I asked the guy, who was all of twenty years old and looking at me like I was a supermodel…
Not so long ago I read a guest post in the Scarlett Letter within the genre of erotica. I am not a short fiction lover, especially when it comes to anything perceived as popular. Erotica and science fiction usually fail to interest me as well. Memoirs, biography, and creative nonfiction are what I prefer. But I do follow and subscribe to the substack Mona Lisa Smiled and so out of respect for her courage to religiously broach taboo subjects I dove right in. The guest writer was Bella Cooper. Her erotic story centered on a woman who had been married for thirty years and was out conducting her first foray as being her husband’s hotwife. Her paramour would be a twenty year-old man and that got my attention. I have pilfered a few sentences from Bella’s post in order to highlight where I’m going with this.
“Why? I have to ask. Why an old bag like me?” I asked the guy, who was all of twenty years old and looking at me like I was a supermodel…I took it in my mouth, savoring the taste and feeling of his youthful vigor. As I sucked him, I couldn't help but think about how strange it was. A woman who had been married for three decades, and now I was sucking off some twenty-year-old kid in the back of a Uber.
For years now my contention has always been that younger men are generally interested in being with an older woman. The sexual promise of her exceptional experience in lovemaking and the fact there would be no major drama or strings attached was always something I too once secretly desired. However, it never happened for me. Fast forward to today and my ongoing discussion with my partner of over forty years. She doesn’t know why a young man would ever be interested in her.
"Fuck, you really know how to please a guy," he muttered, his hands digging into my hair. I looked up at him through my lashes, smirking slightly. I always knew how to get what I wanted. My eyes locked onto his, and I saw a mixture of lust and fear there. I could tell he was struggling with the idea of being used by a woman over twice his age…
What a fantasy. Being controlled sexually by an older woman. And then the delicious and parallel knowledge that my own wife still actively models for nude art projects in photography as we continue to salaciously document the aging of her body. I point out not only her wonderful photographs but also her great style and personality, not to mention an inner beauty that belies her age. I would also be remiss to put forward the sexual skills she has acquired given her devout practice and range of experience throughout our many years together. There is no doubt that a young man, any man for that matter, would be extremely happy to have her.
“You're the most exquisite thing I've ever laid my eyes on,” he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. His words were like a tonic to my ego, and I could feel my arousal reach a peak. He gently parted my legs a bit further, allowing him full access to my most intimate parts. His lips and tongue danced tenderly with my folds, sliding gently along the length of my lips. His fingers teased me and probed me, sending electric shocks of pleasure coursing through my entire body.
So my question pertains not to “hotwifing” but to just how routine this “cougar” phenomena really is. Or for the most part is it generally involved when reading erotica and basically experienced through a made-up story? A few weeks ago there was a sultry young long-haired South American neighbor who hinted that he was definitely interested in my wife. And she was extremely attracted to him and his “foreignness,” a supposed expatriate artist who basically oozes some air of sexuality she just could not ignore. But in my opinion, the kid was kind of shady. And I learned the starving artist was soon to be evicted from his home just a few doors down. All conditions for us not to ignore when passing judgment on his suitability, not to mention my wife’s curiosity as to how interested in her he really was. And I do get it, her likely fear of rejection, but I do believe in my heart of hearts that if he did get himself inside her he would want even more, just as I have, and I certainly couldn’t blame him. But for some reason my wife doesn’t necessarily believe this. Much of her belief system is based on her upbringing and religious indoctrination. Not to mention society’s latest, and no longer latent, right-wing puritanical hysterics. So I’m looking for some answers here. And my being perceived as some sort of delusional twat would not be very becoming. Pretension has never been my forte. So answer me this: how desirous are older women, and to what age and degree? As I mosey around the local aqua fitness center and ask a few questions of my closest acquaintances it seems to me that most older women have given up and aren’t even having sex, and if they’re still married, their general disdain implies they aren’t even willing. Luckily for me my wife is the exception.
Thank you @The Rewind for the restack
Older women have always held some fascination. My mother was 18 years older than her husband. Then there is Mrs. Robinson in the Graduate etc... But the thing is older women was at one time a taboo and my mom having a younger husband was scandalous here in the USA. Not so much in Europe at the time though. "Where are younger men supposed to get experience without soiling a young woman."
Today though it's a little different. The red pill movment, MGTOW and others are a response to the demands of the younger women (well, if 40 and below is younger) and so older women, who know what they want, like to bake cookies in the nude and are done with kids (child support is a bitch for men) are a very interesting alternative. So I think it has changed from when I was younger.