I remember a conversation I had with my boyfriend when we had just taken a more serious step in our relationship. I was at a hotel for a work conference and my TV was busted. So, I called the front desk and asked if they could send someone up to repair it.
My boyfriend and I were texting when the repair man came in.
“He’s cute,” I texted my boyfriend.
He wasn’t the jealous, insecure type. He was always turned on when I expressed interest in other men and women. I think it’s because he was just really confident and secure in who he was and who we were as a new couple.
“Cute enough to fuck?” He asked.
“Def,” I wrote back.
“Then you should fuck him,” my boyfriend wrote.
I’m gonna be honest. I was a little caught off guard. It’s one thing to say a repairman is cute or even fuckable. But I felt a little dirty at the thought of my boyfriend “loaning me out” to strangers.