Once upon a time, I had an open marriage. I thrived in it—the thrill of a new connection, the steady foundation of a lifelong partner. It was freeing to be seen for who I am now, not just the man I was at 23. But life shifts, rules change, and here I am, searching again. Optimistic as ever.

Seeking an affair is a strange, deliberate thing. As a man, it feels cliché. The fantasy is always the unexpected spark—that lightning-strike attraction, the slow-burn anticipation, the connection that lingers in your mind all day. I’ve felt it before, and I find myself craving it again. But pursuing it here? That’s new.

About me: Smart, successful, naturally funny. A great smile (or so I’m told). Tall, broad-shouldered, athletic—former college football player. Confident in a way that’s effortless.

Who I’m looking for: A woman in my general age group. Married, with a child. Intelligent, self-assured, professionally accomplished. Someone who, like me, isn’t leaving their spouse—at least not while the kids are home—but misses sex, romance, and the exhilarating pull of desire.

I’m drawn to wit, sharp minds, and a sardonic sense of humor. Physically? A great smile is irresistible.

What I’m not looking for: A quick, transactional fling. If that’s you—especially if you’re a Taurus—keep scrolling. I’m after something richer, something we build together.

If you, like me, want to talk to someone who understands your situation—without pressure, without risk—if you’re hoping for something that starts in conversation and unfolds into something more… I’d love to hear from you.

Tell me your age. Tell me about a book that’s stuck with you, or the music you have on repeat. Tell me what you look for in a man.

Just tell me about you.