From the outside it was an idyllic scene — one I can still conjure up to this day.
Sun flooded the terrace of our detached house in rural France, and the champagne flowed freely as my husband and I hosted a barbecue at our new home.
My new tall, dark and handsome boyfriend was standing across the room looking so fine in his shirt; I couldn’t take my eyes off him. Meanwhile, I was at the snack table and before I could curse myself for leaving him to go in for another cheesy cracker, I was accosted by a buddy’s wife I barely knew, a bitch named Sue. I wanted to say something like, “He’s not as old as those frown lines make you look,” or “He has the biggest d**k I’ve ever seen!
It was my pal’s birthday party and the first time I had ever dragged my latest man-friend out with my buddies. ” Anything that would shut her up and let me enjoy my prized romance.
I really should have answered her question with the long list of truly great things about dating an older man.