Before we married, I told Pat, my husband, that I am oversexed and must have others who are willing, men and women. The single proviso is attractiveness and hygiene. I cannot tolerate others. A year went by with nothing happening but then, I met Dennis, a neighbor of only a few blocks away, in the grocery store and he came on very strong, saying he could tell that I needed it and lots of it.

Being dusk, and darkening, I was soon riding Dennis real hard on my car's back seat. Of all times, Pat walked by outside but we looked each other in the eyes flatly. I kept moving on Dennis and he did not notice Pat.

That night, Pat brought it all up and said he could not deal with it. I was serious and am splitting. I told Dennis (who is married)and he said he has some good looking pals, and a knock-out bi-sister, who will provide as much as I want. Call me slut, what-ever. That's what I want while I'm young enough to really enjoy it.