So before I share my sex rendezvous with you, let me just shed some light on my situation. I try to be as realistic as possible in all aspects of life. Sex is a major aspect. Yes, I am married. Yes, I love my husband. YES, I find other men attractive so much to the point that I may occasionally sleep with one or two or a few of them. I really don’t think sex with one person for the rest of your life is very realistic. Not to mention how boring and repetitive it can become. Judge me if you like. I really can’t explain what comes over me. I see an attractive man and something goes off inside of me. There’s like a sign that starts flashing in my head. A hot glowing sign flashing the word SEX over and over. And once the sign is on it becomes my mission to screw his brains out. I sometimes wonder if I have a sickness or if I’m a nymphomaniac. Is this normal? But thankfully those thoughts usually fade the more I think about me and the guy in the sack.  I’m sure most people fantasize about being intimate with someone other than their significant other. I just have trouble keeping my fantasies in my head. I don’t know how to control it. To be honest I’m not really sure I want to. The only way I wont pursue my mission is if any of my rules are in jeopardy of being broken (yes, there is a method to the madness). So how do I know if I can trust him? Well he has to have something that by no means is he willing to lose if people find out. That way I know that news of our sexcapades won’t get around. In the end its not like I want relationships with these men. I’m just curious to know “What that dick do tho“. Now I’ve heard that curiosity kills the cat but what does that matter if every pussy has nine lives?