We don’t live there anymore, but my wife and I always fly home to New Orleans for réveillon dinner at Christmas and again during high carnival time for various balls and parades.

No one who has grown up here would ever dream of missing such time-honored traditions. However, even as we don our white gloves and formal attire, my wife and I are hardly “traditional” ourselves.

We’re both in our early forties, childless, and have been married over fifteen years — and we happen to enjoy regular “guest stars” in our private life. As it happens, I’m not so much into swinging with other couples or “wife swapping,” but my wife enjoys having occasional sexual affairs with other women. Who am I to deny her some fun if I’m away on business — or... Read More