He was married, but not happily. While otherwise compatible with his wife, they had unequal libidos, and by the time it was clear that the trajectories of their interest in sex were diverging instead of coming together (heh), they had two young kids. That just made everything worse, because he wanted to relax by having sex, and she wanted to relax by not having sex. They had some dark times, and then they opened it up.
Starting to swing worked. Continuing to swing… well, the jury’s still out on that. His wife didn’t much care for the orgies. She has a date with one or another of the other guys off their private polyamory mailing list a couple times of year. His hookups, both from the list and what he and his wife have started calling “well-rubbered no-kiss casuals,” are weekly at least.
The thing is, although she’s fine with him sleeping around with other women, he has not yet told her that he’s pretty well bi. Not, like, 100% bisexual, he prefers women a good two thirds of the time, but every now and then he just gets in a mood for a dude. The irony of lying to his wife about going out with the guys by telling her he’s going to cruise the local Viagra Triangle has not escaped him.
His co-workers have no idea.
I’m Sexually Nonconforming, of course I can get into the gay bar even when there’s a long line, flirt outrageously without being stalker-y, hold a poker face while talking with cultural conservatives.
Substitutes for: Lie.
Feature: Substitutes for Secrecy.
Feature: Substitutes for Connect.