(Disclaimer: This is based on a true experience of myself but names and locations have been changed to protect other individuals)
He lied! He told me he was the same age as me but he wasn’t; he was 18 years old, 5 years younger than me.
I know what you are thinking, that 5 years isn’t much of an age gap and that I was also still young but I had just came out of a long term relationship and was looking for more fun than commitment, 18 year olds are still impressionable, I didn’t want him to get the wrong idea or fall in love. I know, it sounds selfish; I had to walk away from this.
“Why did you lie to me?” I asked Aaron*
“Because you would never have gave me the chance if I told you the truth” was Aarons* reply.
That is true, even if I was after commitment, I wouldn’t have dated a man younger than myself, hell I don’t even date men my own age.
“Plus” Aaron* murmured “I want experience”
“Experience in what?!” I replied
Aaron* took a deep breath and in a low voice replied “In sex”
“You see, I have only ever had one sexual experience Vivienne, she dumped me soon after and went with another man. I know it’s my fault, I cant please”
Aaron* kept his head low when telling me this; he also tried to avoid eye contact. I felt for him, I really did. We have all been there and let’s face it; it’s not a nice feeling.
I tried to reassure Aaron* that the first time is never ‘great’ that it is highly unlikely that he can’t please and that he is still young, very attractive and has his whole life in front of him but he wouldn’t listen, he just kept shaking his head and telling me that I will never understand.
At 18 Aaron* was already a professional rugby player, scouted in Kenya at 14 he had lived the past 4 years in a British boarding school whilst training to become a professional sportsman. Tall and very handsome, the girls flocked around him but Aaron* always hid, I could never understand why, he had everything going for him but his one sexual experience really knocked his confidence. I had known Aaron* for a couple of weeks before his confession to me, although we flirted and met up a lot we still had not done anything sexual together, even though we both knew it was coming.
His confession changed my mind though, I couldn’t possibly sleep with him, yes it was legal but it was still too young for my liking. But there was one thing I had to know.
“Why me?” There are other women out there who will help him I asked him quizzically.
“Because you’re fun Vivienne, I know you would give me a good time. You constantly tease me, you have no inhibitions, you tell me so much about you’re fantasies and likes that I know you would help me”
I blushed; I can be a bit to honest at times, especially in the right company.
With that Aaron* left, not before telling me that he’ll be waiting for my answer, I told him it wouldn’t change and will stay a no but he replied back with something so true that it sent shivers down my spine “Come on Viv, we all know you like a challenge?” oh how true was that.
I left it a couple of days, met up with friends and discussed with them the latest events of my sex life, I was surprised to find most supported the idea of me ‘training’ Aaron* ‘as long as you both stick to friends with benefits, what’s the harm? It would be fun’ one of my friends said, the others agreed. I must admit that I started to quite like the idea myself, not so much because my friends supported it and believed it to be a great idea but more the fact of the challenge Aaron* had left me with.
I am a huge sucker for challenges, I live for experimenting, I make no apology for that and it’s true it could be fun, a lot of fun. I was getting extremely aroused with just the thought of how much fun it could be.
So I gave in, I texted Aaron* that it was a yes but first we needed to meet, make some ground rules.
Aaron* arrived the next day; he was still in his rugby kit, having been training most of the day. I won’t lie but he looked great in his kit and I had to fight the urge not to pounce on him just yet.
I sat Aaron* down, we talked a bit first, I told him my concerns that he might still be too young and that I was worried he would want something more. Aaron* listened; he agreed with my concerns and promised me he wasn’t after anything long term himself. I hoped he was being truthful.
I stood up, asked Aaron* when he had to get back to training; he told me he had two more hours before it starts again.
“Well then” I said, slipping down my summer dress to show him my naked body “we best start then”
Aaron* looked me up and down and giving me a cheeky grin replied “you know, I really shouldn’t before my training session” to which I replied “lesson one, spontaneous sex is always a plus”. Aaron gave me a wink and within a heartbeat had lifted me up and carried me to the bedroom.
To be continued… The 18 year old: The training begins
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