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Camera IconSo what did I learn about dating a fiftysomething man as a thirtysomething woman? Well, good things and bad things.
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Lucy Holden: What it’s really like dating a man in his 50s as a woman aged 34 (there are good & bad things)
Lucy HoldenDaily Mail July 15, 2024 1:33PM
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I’ve always liked an age gap, whichever way it lands, but until recently had never dated someone 20 years my senior. I’m 34 and met Pete last year after we were introduced by a new friend after I’d moved to Edinburgh. A man in his mid-50s was a new prospect, which was precisely why I was keen on the idea. It wasn’t the stereotypical benefits I was after, you see. Millennials like me look at older Gen X-ers like him and see financial security, career success, a fancy car, probably a property somewhere — while men our own age typically have none of these things. But that wasn’t what I found attractive about Pete. It was the years of extra experience that interested me the most: I like to be taught things and he had an undeniably superior knowledge of the world.
So what did I learn about dating a fiftysomething man as a thirtysomething woman? Well, good things and bad things — and much of it a big surprise…
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During my six-month relationship with Pete, I realised how ingrained casual intimacy has become for my own generation. To test a new attraction, to fix a row, to ease a hangover — you name it, my peers and I use sex and dating, via apps, to generate the endorphin high we crave
