"Marriage is just like dating, except you're not looking for something better to come along."So, I've got an IM chat window open right now with aforementioned former flame and he's driving me absolutely, positively up the wall right now into fits of sexual frustration.
- one of Janet's former flames who is currently married
It has taken me a full 20 minutes to come up with an alias for this guy, because nothing seems to fit right. I've finally settled on "My Favorite", because that's what he is - my favorite of all my former flames.
So My Favorite is reminding me about all our uber-hot previous encounters involving stairwells, hot tubs, boss's jacuzzi tubs... Yes, it was really like that. We couldn't wait to rip each others' clothes off and go at it anywhere and everywhere. It burned hotter than hell, so obviously it couldn't last. Sometimes, I look back on the whole thing with a sense of fondness. Other times, I look back on the whole thing and regret it all so much it hurts. And at other times still, I just look back on the whole thing and get horny. Right now, we're experiencing a little bit of the first, none of the second, and a whole lot of the third.
Nowadays My Favorite is married to someone who isn't me. And I am a horrible flirt. And he flirts back like a man who's been in the desert for 50 days with no water and I'm the oasis. And that in and of itself is horrifically, painfully seductive. But I have ethics, and phone sex with married men, even if they did give me the one of the top 2 orgasms of my life, really shouldn't fall within the bounds of what I should consider "ethical" behavior. And yet, I crave it. I crave this attention. I crave that feeling I used to get when he touched me - like I'm actually ALIVE and not an MBA machine. I crave a real man who wants to devour me!
Aw, fuck the moral dilemma. I'm a sinner. Always have been. End of story. ;)
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