What to Expect When Your Wealthy Older Boyfriend Says You “Need to Talk:” Part 2

I want to have a large fam­ily with you, with a nice house in the sub­urbs, a wrap­around porch, and a nice yard with two dogs to play in it,” I said smiling.

Vivian, that sounds lovely, but there is a real­ity here that I am wor­ried you are not tak­ing into con­sid­er­a­tion,” Kee­gan responded hold­ing the bridge of his nose and crin­kling his forehead.

I under­stand fully. I will be wind­ing up my career, as you are wind­ing yours down. I will be at the height of my career, when you are retired. If we have chil­dren in the next five years, you will be in your 60s when they grad­u­ate high school, while I will be in my 40s. I will be 65 when you turn 85. I get it,” I said, gen­tly touch­ing his cheek while turn­ing his face towards mine.

And none of that mat­ters, as long as I am with you,” I con­tin­ued. “In fact, I see that as a huge ben­e­fit to both you, me, and our 10 imag­i­nary kids, two dogs, and our large house.” He started laughing.

You know I get to trade you in for a newer model if you get fat from push­ing out 10 kids,” he said, tens­ing up his arms in defense of my play­ful love tap.

Hey, what about your impend­ing beer belly and grey chest hairs? Do I get to trade you in for those?” I said laughing.

Nope. It’s a one way street,” he said laugh­ing as we started tickle fight­ing each other. Our inti­mate con­ver­sa­tion turned into love­mak­ing, as it always does.

Keegan’s con­cerns were very valid, and weighed heav­ily on my mind. It had never occurred to me before that this grim real­ity of being mis­matched for life events could be so lone­some for him dur­ing his retire­ment and for me, if he were to pass away before me. To this day, it makes me well up with tears to think about not hav­ing him or caus­ing him to be lonely. All I ever want to do is make him a happy man, through all of his life that I am with him.

As we laid in bed naked and cov­ered in sweat, Kee­gan turned to me and said, “It’s time for you to meet my fam­ily and friends. No more hid­ing.” I was stunned.

I’ve been dodg­ing requests from my par­ents now for two months—they will be the hard­est to han­dle. My cousin Richard is get­ting mar­ried in two weeks and hold­ing a recep­tion that you and I are invited to. Come with me. Meet every­one at once and avoid the awk­ward one-on-one con­ver­sa­tion,” he finished.

I’ve been down this road before,” I reas­sured him—this wasn’t the first time I had been with a much older man. “There will always be awk­ward con­ver­sa­tions, ridicu­lous stares, and peo­ple whis­per­ing behind our backs. Let’s turn the tables a bit—is that some­thing you can han­dle?”  I asked sternly.

This isn’t a joke, Vivian. It’s not going to be easy, but I believe it will def­i­nitely be worth it. You are a one of a kind woman, you’re my woman and I want them to know it. Plus, I kind of want to rub it in my brother and cousin’s faces that I landed a young hot­tie after being teased for so long about being gay,” Kee­gan said laughing.

So, it had been decided. I would meet his fam­ily for the first time.