It wasn’t until last summer that I delved into the arena of NSA sex. The woman, whom I will refer to as DS, and I went on a few dates and were very open and honest about what was going on in our lives at the moment. She was in the process of moving, making major life changing decisions about her career, and still had some lingering ex-factor issues. I, on the other hand, had taken on more responsibilities at work, was in the middle of my nursing studies, and also dealing with some lingering ex-factor issues. DS and I loved spending time together, loved sleeping together, but neither of us had the time (or desire at the moment) to get into a formal relationship. So we did it, literally and figuratively, we started a relationship based strictly on sex.
One of us would call or text - “Can I see you tonight?”, “What are you doing for lunch?” - and just like that we were together. If one of us needs a “date” for a work of formal function we ask the other to accompany us, outside of those rare occasions it’s a strictly sexual encounter. We follow the unspoken rules: don’t ask, don’t tell, no jealously, no drama, no expectations of fidelity. We have both agreed that if one of us finds someone we want to have a formal relationship with then out of respect for the other person our casual encounters must end.
Now just because I have revamped my thinking about casual sex doesn’t mean that I am totally against the idea of a formal relationship. I’m happily single but should the right woman come along I will gladly only give myself to her. But until then NSA casual sex will do.
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