I’m very good friends with a married man who I’ll just call E. I’ve been in a long term relationship for several years but we broke it off about a week ago. E and I like to go out for drinks every other weekend, which has always been truly innocent. We liked to talk about deeply personal things, and I have always felt a deep connection—but last time we hung out, the dynamic was a lot more steamy. I had felt my relationship fizzling out, I was sexually unsatisfied, and was in an incredibly flirty, even dirty, mood.
I found we were talking WAY more freely, being really flirty; E is 8 years my senior, and I playfully called him Daddy before we were even one drink in, because I’d lost my debit card and I asked him if he could pick up my bill. He coyly smirked and made a joke about my having to give the staff sexual favors to pay, which I found both funny and hot. I know he feels a bit lonely in his marriage, but is committed to staying together for their kids. We had a blast flirting and playing pool, and I sang karaoke. I wore a plaid miniskirt that I feel super hot in, and I liked feeling all the strangers watch me sing. E and I talked openly about our sexual fantasies and other dreams in life. I felt really electric. He held my hand as he drove me home, and when we were saying goodbye, we hugged for a LONG time, sort of nuzzling, breathing in each other’s scent and feeling the pheromones turn us on.