Getting a text message from Charlene meant only one thing — she wanted to get laid.

I hadn’t heard from her in a couple of months, but our relationship is pretty casual: We only communicate when one of us wants to have sex. I met Charlene at a party about a year ago. We started talking and drinking, then made out in a corner. Later that night we had hot, explosive sex in the coatroom! We’d been texting each other ever since. I immediately sent her a message to come on over.

Thirty minutes later, Charlene’s car pulled into the driveway. I opened the door and she came in wearing her usual little trench coat, as if I needed to be reminded of our first encounter. I pulled her to me and we kissed. I held her briefly before untying her belt and opening her coat. Then I stepped back to admire... Read More