Not sure where to start…

I want to do something I’m not supposed to. An escape from my reality occasionally. This isn’t just about the sleaze either… Like meet at a coffee shop and sit at the back and constantly have a mini heart attack every time someone comes in who I think I recognise…but then don’t.

Hug like we’re close but we’re not and I break away earlier than you’d like, because I’m fearful your perfume will stick to me. But you draw me back in and won’t let me go this time.

You make me go late night shopping with you on a Thursday and you try on stuff and ask me how it looks. I buy you something but I have to pay cash.

You are classy or wholesome, at least outwardly/superficially. Beneath that you’re lusty and wicked. But you don’t really want drama, just the pretence of it. That way you can escape back to your reality when it’s time. As can I. Both respectfully.

I seldom drink these days, not because of issues with alcohol but a combination of health (and hygiene) kick and just being too busy and having too much professional and personal responsibility to not be on point every day. That said, we could grab a drink. At the back of course.

There are questions you don’t want answers to so you don’t ask. I don’t either. I can also sit quietly in your presence. Silence has never made me uncomfortable.

I run, I swim, I occasionally even surf, and I play team sports. Which is remarkable now that I’m in my 40’s, if I do say so myself.

I’m whatever the opposite of overbearing is. Don’t really like to talk about myself, which you’d never guess reading this right..

This won’t be rushed, nor will there be pressure from me. You’ll set expectations and boundaries. I’ll obey.

Full set of teeth, don’t smoke, don’t do drugs, (but not a prude), all my hair, never seen the inside of a court let alone a jail… yeah I know, not exactly setting the bar high. Sound mind and body but then again I’m writing all this so maybe not so much.

Photos and whatnot once there’s some trust.

Reach out (and touch faith) if this sounds mildly like your cup of English breakfast tea and strikes the right balance of decent man just looking for some escapism and doesn’t blur into creepy territory.