Dating

That’s where things are with L.  Her husband has had some second thoughts about our relationship.  I had told myself that if/when this happened – as it seemed enormously likely it would, at some point – it would be no…

I am no stranger to the dark, seamy underbelly of compulsive, driven sex.  For years, I was not at all joyful, or honest – with myself or anyone else – in pursuit of the next orgasm.  Today?  I’m lucky.  My…

“And then there’s the fact that I can still remember, in a way that’s unaccountably vivid, that kiss we shared.” With these words, she explained to me why she wants to see me again, after having declined to for so…

Once again, T and I found ourselves sitting across from S and the Dude, once again in a bar with pretentious bartenders and ridiculously named drinks.  This bar has character, though – no sign outside, other than the ancient neon…

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…

They’ve been back in touch, and I’ve been remiss in not keeping current on the story.  Their position is as follows:  we’d be happy to fuck T, but not you.  To be fair, they were a little more politic –…

I “met” B on OKCupid. Exotic looking, a bit younger, and clearly a bit self-conscious about her figure, and her ass in particular. I haven’t met her in person yet, so who knows if I’ll agree with her harsh judgment…

Our plan:  go to a panel discussion on the representation of sex in “Mad Men,” conducted by a bunch of psychoanalysts; then, meet M and J, an Upper East Side couple who responded to a CraigsList ad; and then, go…