At twenty, I fantasized about dating a mature older man, being tenderly looked after while also dominating the workplace, my high heels clicking as I strode around, bursting with pride and confidence.
At thirty, I never wore makeup to work. I shuffled around in slippers and slumped in my office chair every day. The only time I was willing to use my brain was the day before payday, wondering whether the company still had money this month and if it would go bankrupt tomorrow...
The future unfolding before us always takes us by surprise. For instance, who would have thought that one day I'd end up with a guy several years younger than me?
Older woman-younger man romance / lighthearted, no angst
Theme: Life is about saving both money and love.
It ended unexpectedly, so quickly. Please can you please have a sequel 🥺 [hug your thighs] [hug your thighs]!
So pretty! Looking forward to the development and curious about the next chapter every day [Cat Head]
It's been a while since I posted a new post🎉