When I dated a man more than twice my age, I thought it would be fun to befriend his son, who’s only a year older than I am. Greg and I got along famously. Then one day my live-in love announced at the very last minute he would have to take an extended business trip. Knowing I’d prefer not to stay in our large home alone, he asked Greg to keep me company.

On our first night alone, Greg uncorked a bottle of wine from the cellar and suggested we take a dip in the hot tub. It seemed like the perfect way to unwind after a stressful week, and I gladly accepted the invitation. So we stripped down and jumped in.

As always, the conversation flowed swimmingly, and before long, the bottle of wine was empty.

“I’ll go grab another,” Greg said.

He moved to lift his body out... Read More