Playful Escapades

I like knowing that my husband finds me attractive. I like it slightly less when I am trying to complete a set at the gym and he appears to be…

I stopped drinking because I disliked how I felt the next day. My wife knew. Most of our friends did not, largely because I did not feel my choice of…

Fairytales tend to end at the wedding. This is a sensible editorial decision: several chapters about agreeing on a thermostat setting would slow the pace.

We had been dating for a few weeks when Ben said he loved me during oral sex. It was not a moment that lent itself to an extended clarification.

Jessica had planned dinner with Ryan, and dinner had gone well. They had talked, sat close, and come home with the comfortable feeling that the evening…

Dale’s dating profile included his expensive car, a terrace with an impressive view, and several carefully accidental references to success. He wanted…

My boss, Karen, believed in networking. At the conference, this began with professional introductions and continued long after the people wearing name…

The profile says thirty-nine. The biography says fifty. The explanation blames the app, which has apparently become the world’s most determined…

My girlfriend, Megan, is striking. I knew this when I asked her out. Somehow, I was still surprised to discover that other people had functioning eyesight.

“It’s been a while,” a woman says on a reality dating show.

After a decade-long relationship, I returned to dating at forty-five and discovered that the other people had been aging while I was busy. This struck…

I bought a Chanel bag and told my husband it had cost two hundred dollars at a thrift shop. The bag was beautifully made. The explanation had several…