Hi, I’m Adrienne. The last time I was single, there was no such thing as sexting. I doubt anyone would care if shown evidence that I have dirty thoughts, but I can’t help but mistrust men who want to get right down to business. I sense potential blackmail in my future.
I have a problem with Oreos and pretty much everything else made primarily of carbs, so when I’m feeling virtuous, I keep an online food diary. Since we dieters need support, you can meet other people crazy enough to keep journals of everything they eat.
I never thought of this as a place to meet guys, but boy, you better be careful of what picture you post in your profile. Workout clothes are apparently quite the turn-on these days because a lot of guys on this site want to be “friends.” The first time I got a friend request from a man, I figured the guy was on this site for the same reason I was, which is trying to lose those last ten pounds (okay, fifteen).
However, it got weird when my new diet buddy started asking me more personal questions, like, “If you could sleep with any actor, who would it be?” Wow, to be honest, I had never even considered that because the possibility of sleeping with any actor was not on my radar. I tried to be nice about it until he asked me whether I fantasized about him… uh, I don’t even know you, so… NO.
Then he proceeded to say a few explicit things to me involving parts of his body and mine. I was kind of flattered, because let’s be honest, no one had talked to me like that in a looong time, but on the other hand, I was a bit alarmed. At this point, I was really glad he didn’t know where I live.
Am I that out of it after being married for so long?
I stopped talking to that guy because he seemed too aggressive and even though he was older, it made me feel old to be so put off by sexy talk. He didn’t even bother to ask my name before he got to the nitty gritty.
But because of him, I realized that texting men who live far away has its advantages and I began to be more open-minded. I realized this was a safer re-entry into the world of dating than actual dates, both physically and emotionally.
Plus I have two kids at home and I don’t have to arrange babysitters or explain why I’m going out for dinner with a man who is not their father. The only explaining I have to do is why I occasionally have a goofy smirk on my face for seemingly no reason.
Maybe I’m not ready for a relationship, but writing suggestive texts to a guy makes me feel like I’m still a woman with some charms. You can read all about how I got dropped back into the dating pool in Giving Myself Away, being released next month. Thanks for reading, and please share your thoughts on sexting.
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I once had a very nice (text) dialog with a free spirited girl. She was quite happy to tell me what she wanted and send me pictures of herself to give me a visual of what she was thinking. She then asked me to send her some pictures and so I did….. That is when she figured out I was the guy that stole her boyfriends phone and the texting stopped.