For the last year, I have been in a secret relationship with a woman living in my apartment building — an exclusively sexual relationship. Other than our exciting sexual adventures, we know little about one another.

It began simply. On a number of occasions we shared an elevator, progressing to that silent nod of recognition fellow tenants of a high-rise building are apt to give one another. As I think back on it, without much eye contact, we were both giving each other the once-over. I definitely was. Louise is a very attractive woman. Whether dressed for an evening on the town, or in jeans and a t-shirt for weekend chores, she exudes a strong sexual energy. Naturally, she was often accompanied by a man.

Then came our first adventure. One weekday evening, I rushed into the laundry room with just enough... Read More