The Reading Room

Younger Man Older Woman

He's 28, she's 45, and the chemistry is ridiculous. You can feel it crackling across the coffee shop when they lean in to share a private joke—his hand casually resting on her knee, her laugh a little throatier than she probably intends. People glance over, some intrigued, some judgmental, but the pair only has eyes (and soon hands, lips, and a whole lot more) for each other. If you’ve ever wondered what it would feel like to be either one of them—confident, desired, a little bit scandalous—welc