Thought Catalog

Older men

He’s eager to escape his home. He’s eager to peel off the City suit he’s been rotting in since morning. But most of all he’s eager to taste your skin and bury himself in your hair and between your legs.

Loving an older man filled up the emptiest spots in me, the spots where my own parent’s cruelty felt like the ulcer forming when I drink coffee in the morning on an empty stomach.