Lovely boy

Went to an executive dinner and was seated next to this lovely boy, too young of course, but super smart, had already sold a company and started another, was raised by ballet dancers and has a grace that makes you wonder at first if he’s gay. Dear readers, he is not gay. After too much wine and champagne and banal conversation, we skipped out and came downtown for a drink on our own. I took him to my local, where he progressively touched and kissed until we had to leave. Sweet boy, slim but not athletic, wanted me to tell him how much I wanted him to fuck me while he was fucking me. Not my thing but I tried my best. After, he kept telling me how cute I was. I am 100% positive he does not know how old I am. Ok and I will shamefully admit this: again, no condom. What is wrong with me this week?