Posts Tagged ‘younger men’

RULES! Part 13.

by hannah

April 26th, 2011

pretty-men-vs-smart-men

78. Older men hit on younger women, younger men hit on older women.

79. Pretty men are fun, smart men are an experience.

80. Brain sex can lead to really hot sex.

81. It doesn’t work without love. But love isn’t enough.

No Strings or Guilt Attached.

by hannah

February 3rd, 2011

no-strings

The night before I left for Vegas I watched Up in the Air, where the climax of the movie is centered around this unattached, unemotional man realizing he’s fallen in love with a women he wants to make a home with, only to find out she already has a home, with a different man, and family. I found myself relating to the woman; understanding the need for a family yet also the need to get carried away by a moment, a different circumstance, a different man, woman, threesome… Did ‘til death do us part have to mean to never flirt with spontaneous attraction again? Of course your husband is supposed to be enough, supposed to complete you, so that you don’t ever crave getting carried away by a spontaneous attraction, but I’ve read enough about the biology of lust and love to know it’s not always so. At least I don’t think it’s that way for me.

I got to Vegas, checked into my suite, flipped the TV on, and layed down. A Sex and the City episode was on; the one where Carrie is dating Aiden and ends up fucking Big. It’s hard for one man to satisfy everything we need. Although I wondered whether somehow it was more alright for a single woman in a relationship to have multiple lovers than a married woman. And then my mind wandered to another time I had taken a trip to Vegas by myself.

When a sperm donor turns out to be a great lover.

by hannah

December 8th, 2010

sperm-donors

“Lola!” Ireland gives me a squeeze, slides into our booth, and repeats the ritual with Lola, “I haven’t seen you in forever, you look fantastic.”

“Not for long if I keep eating like this.” Lola shoves a fork full of garlic mashed potatoes into her mouth.

“You’re eating for two, that’s so exciting!”

When I told Ireland, Lola was pregnant; she told me she was both happy for her and jealous. Ireland then suggested all three of us move in together to raise the baby, since Lola had gone the sperm donor route. I told Ireland I was quite sure Lola was going the nanny route.