“There’s a perverse satisfaction in screwing another man’s wife.” That’s the standard answer given by my friend Eddie the pimp, when we asked him about his hobby of dating married women.
I don’t know if the said “perverse satisfaction” commensurates the risks that he is taking by dating these women. What are the risks? You might end up with your balls in your mouth if you do not stop chasing these sex-starved women. Your wife or gf might find out, and she would leave you for good, and declare, to your in-laws, relatives, neighbors and friends, that you are a sex maniac. She might begin a blog about you being an impotent sex maniac.
But when you see the naughty grin in Eddie’s face, you would conclude it’s worth the risk. Eddie is one happy son of a bitch after his date with these women.
Eddie is dating two married women. The husbands of these women are both seaman. They are financially capable of financing the horizontal endeavor. So Eddie’s problem is—how to divide his time. Time with his wife and children, business, married women, and our drinking sprees.
I promise Eddie that I would visit him in prison, or in the hospital or in funeral parlor, when the need for the same arises. Meanwhile, he should enjoy every damn minute of it. Seize the day.
Me? I am semi-retired. I no longer chase married women. My wild days are over. As Carlito puts it: I am rehabilitated. I now chase kasambahay… hahahaha…
I don’t know if the said “perverse satisfaction” commensurates the risks that he is taking by dating these women. What are the risks? You might end up with your balls in your mouth if you do not stop chasing these sex-starved women. Your wife or gf might find out, and she would leave you for good, and declare, to your in-laws, relatives, neighbors and friends, that you are a sex maniac. She might begin a blog about you being an impotent sex maniac.
But when you see the naughty grin in Eddie’s face, you would conclude it’s worth the risk. Eddie is one happy son of a bitch after his date with these women.
Eddie is dating two married women. The husbands of these women are both seaman. They are financially capable of financing the horizontal endeavor. So Eddie’s problem is—how to divide his time. Time with his wife and children, business, married women, and our drinking sprees.
I promise Eddie that I would visit him in prison, or in the hospital or in funeral parlor, when the need for the same arises. Meanwhile, he should enjoy every damn minute of it. Seize the day.
Me? I am semi-retired. I no longer chase married women. My wild days are over. As Carlito puts it: I am rehabilitated. I now chase kasambahay… hahahaha…
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