Kind of a convoluted story about how we got to this point, but about a year ago, our neighbor a couple blocks over gave her clown husband his walking paper. We’ll call her Sarah. Sarah and my wife are well-acquainted. Wears her hair bleached blond and short, also tall and fit like my wife, but with a slimmer, less curvaceous figure. She’s cute and perky. They do cardio-and-brunch dates every few weeks, and after the drama started getting dinner and drinks so Sarah could vent and get some moral support.
After a while, a lot of that girl talk started coming back to sex, because Sarah was happy to be single again and living her life, trying the things she didn’t while she was married. She’s a busy professional and jumped on some dating sites, and got a nice rotation up and running for herself pretty quickly, including another professional across the border in Montreal who is crazy about her but keeps it casual. We’d seen him in her driveway a couple of times.