I must admit that I love slutty women. Now mind you, when I say slutty, I do not mean that in any derogatory way. I find the double standard of men being able to have a lot of crazy sexcapades but that women cannot to be ridiculous. I think that as long as you are safe, all are willing participants, then you should fuck all you want, when you want, with whomever you want.
I live in NYC and go to the same coffee shop every single morning. Simple order, black medium coffee in a large cup. I use to see a woman there nearly every day, same time as me. Small thing, she was. Petite in any sense of the word, but very sexy. Long brunette hair, nicely dressed each day. Despite her stature, she ordered attention when she walked into the room. Later learned she was a lawyer and worked on fair housing cases, so she knew how to hold her own in a fight. It took about 2 weeks to build up enough courage for me to just talk to her. After the first conversation, we’d casually talk most mornings until I asked her for a drink one night after work. We’ll call her Jenn.