Xi Summit has been chronicling his history with Queenie and it has actually been an interesting read. Not just for content but for the style of his writing, which always contains a fair amount of restraint. I imagine him blushing with embarrassment when writing about accidentally touching his then-girlfriend’s breast. But this girl became his one and only and he’s been playing it straight and narrow all the way since. He’s a better man than me.
One prime source of embarrassment for him was Queenie being 4 years younger, which was sort of a big deal when she was 13. I do get that. But like I said, he’s a better man than me.
My first steady girlfriend might have followed a similar trajectory if things stayed on course. Suzie was 15 when we first went out. I was twenty *cough* one! And we dated off and on for the next 4 years. We did kiss and make out. I did touch a bare breast of hers…once. We could have done more but it was a mismatch. So this was the biggest age difference for me, right?
I was 26 when I met Ellen. By this time I had quite a bit more experience with some women my own age. I went back to college for a year after working a year or two, and that is where I met Ellen through some roommates. What I did NOT know, was that she was only 16. How in the hell does a girl get into college at 16? I don’t know, but I did show her some of the famous artwork prints on my bedroom wall which led to some awkward fucking. She was cool with it, but I did feel guilty about that later on. And that was a one time deal.
So there you have it. My run-in with the younger girls that could have landed me in jail.
Um. Well. There’s one more.
Fast forward several months. I’m a camp counselor for little kids as a summer job. And there is this CIT (Counselor In Training) who could not have been more than 17. Melanie was what you might a call a free spirit. One night she took ME somewhere to show me some professional B&W photos she had done of herself. Nekkid photos. The guy who took them could have been arrested for child porn. But they were…um…tasteful other than the fact she was at least a bit under age. I was a bit more reluctant with her, but she’s the one who slipped into my bed late at night. We didn’t get to any full-blown intercourse, but there was semi-naked making out aplenty over a few weeks, including one memorable session in a covered wagon. That still ranks as the most exotic locale, even though we stopped short of going all the way. JUST short. But naked making out is still pretty good. And still would land me in jail today.
I’m not exactly proud of any of this, but at the same time this was almost 20 years ago and I have been through too much to have a lot of regrets. I really liked all those girls and they all really liked me at least at that point in time. In all cases we parted as friends, with no regrets as far as I know. Thanks for the memories.
I do think it is worth mentioning (again) that I waited to have sex until I was 25. Did I wait too long or not long enough? I don’t know, but I was immature and a late bloomer in that regard. Melanie was ages beyond me in sexual experience or so it seemed. Suzie and I were equally clueless, and Ellen was sort of looking to gain experience. I was in a very rebellious phase when I met Ellen and Melanie, and went through a sizable string of women during a 3 year stretch. I’m okay with having those experiences, especially considering the desolate place I’m in now. I at least have those fond memories to look back on.
I would eventually begin dating older women, which is where I would get my real sexual education. The younger girls did have a sweetness about them that I remember fondly, but the encounters were always a bit awkward. But they loved kissing and being touched.
One thing Xi noted and I’ll concur with, is that the younger girls never really did give a lot of thought touching me. They let me use their bodies as amusement parks and I was all too happy to do it. But now it occurs that they were always looking for me to be the aggressor and they were relatively passive. Even Melanie who was a little seductress, basically showed up with few or no clothes on and let me do whatever without a lot of reciprocity.
The idea of a woman taking some initiative and exploring her man’s body seems to be a relatively recent concept or one that age and experience teaches. Figuring out what gets a guy off, or what makes him tick physically is the domain of today’s Cosmo girls. I don’t think most older married women even give it a thought. Perhaps they think they don’t need to explore. Or they are not as inquisitive and curious as most guys. Or they do not care how to make sex better for their man. In fact, there is a cluster of us guys who seem to be married to women who seem more vested in making it worse!