To be fair, I shouldn’t be encouraging you. Surely we can make an exception, if only for tonight.

I’m eager to connect with a motivated mistress who shares a mutual curiosity for the taboo, particularly when it comes to pushing the boundary between friendship and flirting with older married dads like myself. Your mischievous smiles, flirtatious hair twirls, and lingering touches hint at something much deeper, and it’s time we get to the bottom of it.

Our story began innocently enough—You were kind enough to keep an eye on our house while I took my family on vacation, as any good neighbor would do. It only made sense that we exchanged phone numbers, just in case any issues arose. Now that I’m back in town, I find it difficult to resist the urge to text you on a regular basis. Our friendly, neighborly chats slowly begin to reveal a flirtatious undertone, much to my wife’s dismay. Surely you must feel it too.

This weekend she left to visit her parents, and took the kids, so I’ve got the house to myself. Each glass of bourbon fuels the fire of my curious temptation, as I fantasize about the trouble we could get into. Somehow I can’t help but to feel that I’m not the only one…

I’d like to start by getting to know one another through chat, so that we may lay the groundwork for how our rendezvous might unfold. Whether you’re in your 20’s and itching to explore the thrill of an age gap relationship, or married to a dead bedroom like myself, or somewhere in between—Let’s build something we’re both vested in.

Sharing real world descriptions of genuine body types is a turn-on for me. Come as you are, and let’s have some fun together. Shoot me a chat request with your favorite winter dessert, and let’s find out where it takes us.