You know those little ocean huts that sit on stilts? I’ve always wanted to vacation at one, so I finally decided to treat myself to a trip — one week on the water, with just me, myself and I. At least that was the plan. It turned out that over those seven days I ticked a lot more off my bucket list than I’d ever anticipated.

Most of the other guests at the resort were honeymooners who kept to themselves — except for one couple, Stu and Dee. We met snorkeling and just clicked. Suddenly, I found myself invited to be part of a threesome.

It all started innocently enough. My bungalow was actually next to theirs — a coincidence that sure felt like fate to us. We were walking back from dinner when Dee grabbed my hand and encouraged me to run ahead with her toward the pier. She broke away... Read More