So…I went through a phase. Not necessarily a preference, mind you, but more of just how these sort of things worked out. I don't seek affairs, but I think it has to do with the fact that when I find out a woman is married, I become relaxed, like I don't have to worry about trying to impress someone. Confidence increases.
I moved to New York for work and ended up in a pre-war building in the Upper West Side. Not exactly a single guy's paradise, but I quickly found out that the fact that I was tall, single, and lived by myself was enough to secure dates. Another unexpected bonus was that I saw more friends from home in that one short year than I ever did before I moved. Again, the whole free apartment thing.
That's how I ended up hosting Suz and her mom. The two of them wanted to experience New York, but didn't want to pay for the hotel. Could I host them? In addition to being bubbly and extremely cool, Suz was a knockout. Slim, brunette, with blue eyes. Tall, too. She told me that it would be just her and her mom, as she wanted the weekend away from her husband (soon to be divorced).