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

142. The Captain returns…continued

I expected to hear from The Captain all day on Monday, and my girlfriends checked in all day long to find out if he had called. He did not. On Tuesday I had enough waiting and took control, sending him a message. “Hi there.  Do you have some time to chat today?" “Sorry busy atm…I’ll…Read more 142. The Captain returns…continued

141. The Fisherman – part 2

After I finished writing the last blog post, I went to a daytime party/bbq where I socialised like a proper sparkly butterfly, smiling to myself thinking about The Captain and what might be. I left at about five o’clock and when I got home, sent The Captain a text asking how his day had been.  An…Read more 141. The Fisherman – part 2

139. The Fisherman (52)

After our brunch date, The Fisherman kept in regular contact, telling me he "just had to kiss me again". I was less excited but keen to see if he lived up to his reviews. Two nights later he arrived as scheduled on my doorstep with a bottle of good red wine in his hand, and gave…Read more 139. The Fisherman (52)

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

127. Superman (47)

He was one of the first guys who messaged me on the Swingers Site. We talked easily and I found myself smiling whenever we chatting on text. He was a separated father of four grown kids who lived about thirty minutes away.  We discovered many things about each other and I was enjoying an adult conversation…Read more 127. Superman (47)