151. A few months later…

Today I saw my ex-husband on the Swingers website.  Ugh. Apparently, he is looking for anything from a relationship to erotic chat, he enjoys giving oral sex (well that is a lie), giving massages and spanking (thats new).  He says he is “open to exploration and suggestion with the right person”, still can’t spell and…Read more 151. A few months later…

147. Life falters, then goes on

So…without boring you with too much detail, I was admitted to hospital quite suddenly in mid-January with a random infection which made me very, very sick. I spent a week hooked up to intravenous antibiotics, having endless tests, feeling tired and alone.  I wasn’t really feeling up to visitors, and I did have a couple,…Read more 147. Life falters, then goes on

146. The Toolman rises from the dead

So I saw this profile on Tinder.  The name was right, the age was a couple of years younger than the truth and there were no face pictures, just a picture of a guy in a panda suit.  It was not the kind of profile I would ever match with, but the bio sure sounded familiar:…Read more 146. The Toolman rises from the dead

145. The Boy Next Door – part 4

All this time, The Boy Next Door has been popping around pretty much every week.  We have fine-tuned our routine to achieve maximum pleasure in under three hours. The Boy Next Door messages me, I get in the shower, he arrives and the moment he walks in the door we get started.  Sexy kissing, tearing each…Read more 145. The Boy Next Door – part 4

138. Conversations with chuckleheads

So here we go again.  I decided to sign up to the swingers site I had used to meet The Captain, and after a thorough and fruitless search for both him and The Toolman, I created my profile. I have a suspicion that The Captain already had someone else lined up when we split, or…Read more 138. Conversations with chuckleheads

129. The Captain (52)

The Captain’s profile on the swinger’s site was much like mine.  He seemed to be looking for the same thing as me but I hadn’t paid him any attention, based on his age. I saw he had looked at me a few times and I had acknowledged his “likes” but I was busy responding to…Read more 129. The Captain (52)

126. The NoShow (35) and The Mauritian (38)

I matched on a dating app with a 35 year old guy who was a chef on oil rigs.  He told me he worked three weeks on the rig, then flew home for a three week break, during which time he helped out a friend who owned a restaurant. He was strange on our chats, but…Read more 126. The NoShow (35) and The Mauritian (38)

125. The Gentleman – part 2

I knew it wasn’t right.  And I knew this was going to hurt him.  And it made me feel like shit. The Gentleman had sent me a couple of texts, hoping I’d enjoyed the day after our night together, wishing me sweet dreams and telling me how much fun the night had been. It had…Read more 125. The Gentleman – part 2

124. The Gentleman (41)

We chatted constantly in the two days before our dinner date.  The Gentleman discussed the FLR paradigm at length, discussing various aspects and checking in with me about how I felt about it. I didn’t know how I felt about it.  I liked the idea of his assured fidelity and my freedom to have other…Read more 124. The Gentleman (41)