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I used to be fat, but then I stumbled on, with the help of my wife, just a little extra motivation:  “Why don’t you hire a hot trainer?” she said. Never one to do things half-assed, or to look a…

My wife and I have super-hot plans. Suffice it to say, we are getting laid AND playing Scrabble®. And it’ll be a four-person game.

Although we weren’t young when we married, it was as if we were.  We loved each other truly, madly, deeply, and we satisfied the requisite two of the three possible requirements for a satisfying marriage:  we made each other think…

Liza and I have been trading writing assignments.  I gave her “jealousy,” and she handled it winningly (I recommend reading her thoughts on it).  She gave me “cheating”:  “I’m curious about your history with cheating–only on T, or was it…

Liza sent me a very thoughtful note on the question of sympathetic-ness and authenticity, in which she raised a number of questions – many of which I expect I’ll return to in the coming days.  But for this post, I…

I just wrote a long post describing my nooner with my wife, and shared it with her.  “I like reading what you write about us. Keep doing it.” But you don’t get to read it.  Some things are private.  😉

We saw this at the hourly hotel where my wife and I had our nooner, just as we were leaving. Too late… Next time. WeekBiWeek pointed out that in my first attempt to post this, it was illegible. Just in…

The holidays aren’t all that conducive to sex for us.  Family stress, close quarters, etc. We had a nice French meal together and caught up on a week’s worth of family neurosis, having not had a moment to ourselves since…

We sat next to each other while her boyfriend and my wife chatted. The chemistry seemed a little… spark-i-er… between her and me than between the two of them. Or maybe I just wasn’t paying that much attention to T and the Dude…

She invited herself into my life.  And I’m grateful. First, she invited my family to her family’s second home for a weekend party.  We couldn’t make it (and it would, honestly, have been a bit awkward – we/I hardly knew…