“I have been in a Female dominated marriage with a younger man for the past eight years. I am Forty-one and my husband is Twenty-nine. I was married once before but got divorced. That marriage only lasted five years and I was pretty hurt.

When I was thirty-two, I began to date a twenty year old man. He was actually the son of a woman I use to work with. It is a long story about how I ended up going out with this boy but to make it short, I found myself in a relationship with a man that was twelve years younger. Not only was he only twenty years old but he was also still a virgin. We went out just as friends in the beginning and as we became attracted to each other, I made up my mind that I was not about to sleep with him. I figured that this relationship would never last and since I knew his Mother, I did not want to be the one who took his virginity. His Mother was Ok with us dating because I told her we were only going to movies and dinner as friends.

This young man fell for me and I enjoyed being the dominant partner in a relationship. My maturity automatically made me the dominant one. I was attracted to him and the sexual temptations began to become strong.

We began to kiss and make out passionately but I told him that I was not about to have sex with him unless we were married. I did not want to take his virginity.

He would beg me for sex and I came to enjoy denying him. That is when something totally unexpected happened to me. I developed a bit of a fetish in teasing and denying this young man. We would kiss and he would get rock hard and I would take him to the edge and then make him back off. The problem was that I was getting so excited, after my dates with him, I found myself masturbating at home alone with my vibrator. I started to desire to have sex with him but I also was enjoying this power I had in teasing and tempting this virgin boy. I thought something was wrong with me and I kept my self-perceived perverted fetish to myself.

I could not seem to contain my desires and my arousal when I teased this virgin boy. I began to dress more provocative for our dates and I loved to make out with him. I would rub his hard penis through his jeans, take his hands and allow him to fondle my breasts through my bra, get him to the edge and then tell him that we must stop because he must remain a virgin until marriage. I would then go home and pleasure myself with my vibrator as I fantasized about my virgin boy.