How did you get interested in older women?

[Guest]

I can trace the origins of my fascination quite precisely... All began sometime close to the middle of year 2000. I was reading through text files on the internet and stumbled across one that described the advantages of having sex with an older woman:
"How to get older women"
http://www.textfiles.com/magazines/UXU/uxu-005.txt

Is this guide any good, I don't know. Anyways, after reading this I was hooked. I thought "Cool, it would be nice to have an experienced older woman teach me!" I was 18 at the time btw.

 

[Unstuck in Time]

I'm older (over 50 now), but had several women 20 to 30 years my senior when I was in my late 20s and early 30s. I know what worked for me, just paying attention. Like most of us, I was always looking for the prom queen or the pinup model. During that time, I probably overlooked a lot of great opportunities. When I was in high school a divorced woman that I worked with was always touching me and telling me that I looked like some actor that I now can picture, but not remember the name of. Her lady freinds at work tried to convince me to go out with her. I thought it was too weird, she had 2 daughters nearly my age. Was I ever stupid. The point is, there are older women out there, but most young men aren't paying attention to them. It takes a lot of time, but one thing I learned about the first older woman that I had an affair with, I knew it was going to happen within a few minutes of meeting her. It happened after a year of friendship and every other woman was the same way. You'll learn to "feel" it.

When did I first know I liked older women? I remember it very well, it was like an epiphony. I lived in an older neighborhood while going to college. Late at night, I often went outside to take a break from the books and walked around the back yard to stretch. Between my house and a very small house (about 500 square feet) in back were trees and shrubs. An older woman in her late 50s that drank heavily lived there all alone. She had been divorced for years. It was dark and her back door to the kitchen was open. It was warm and the screen door let some air through. The front room was dark and a night light was on in the kitchen. She came out of the dark front room, totally nude, got a drink at the sink and stood at the back door smoking a cigarette. Do you know what art is? It's when the total effect is greater than the sum of the parts. Her breasts sagged, her stomach was round and her hips and thighs were wide, but I was absolutely awestruck. Go to an art museum and get close to a Monet or Picasso and take in the effect of every brush stroke and it's no longer "just a picture". I've been fascinated by older women ever since.