It was a Friday night and I didn't really have much going on…I was just relaxing at home and texting a few people, including an ex, Mike. We'd dated for six months and it ended five or so months earlier. To my surprise, at 11pm, he asked if I wanted to come over. During the time we'd been friends after the breakup there was no hint that this would happen. But I was interested because we'd definitely had some of the best sex I'd ever had…
The next thing I knew, I was requesting an uber that showed up in record time, whisking me to a part of the city that would take far too long to reach by subway at that hour. As I hopped out of the car and rushed in, I realized how wet I was simply at the anticipation of what was about to happen.