Sex with A Voyeur's Wife
I met "Candace" and "Mitch" at a porn theater outside of Louisville, Kentucky. If you're interested in those details, I have spelled them out in my other blog . After that first encounter, I gave them my number and to my happy surprise, they dialed it a few weeks later. I arranged to meet them the next time I was in their area for drinks and a no-obligation conversation. Frankly, I didn't expect much other than that. I was easily 20 years older than them, and he had been so quiet and withdrawn at the theater that I wasn't even sure what kind of conversation we might have. We arrived at the same time and the chat that began in the parking lot was predictably stiff. By the time we got to a corner booth, we had (mercifully) made it past the "did you have any trouble finding the place?" and "how often do you come to town?" pleasantries. "Thanks for meeting with us," he began the transition. "Happy to do it. We didn't...