I was flattered when an older man asked me out to have dinner with him. It wasn’t because he was older than me, but because he was such a gentleman, and so different from all the amateur lovers I am used to dealing with.
He took me to a very upmarket restaurant, and I loved the way he looked after me, and made suggestions from the menu. I loved the pleasant ambiance and the intelligent conversation we were having. It was all so grown up and civilised!
When we had finished he got the bill and helped me on with my coat, I felt like a princess and he had had a wonderful time too, he looked really happy. We were on our way out when a waiter came running after us – “Sir, sir wait, your daughter dropped her mobile phone!”