Ngl, I’m a freak. I lost count of how many women I’ve been with, and my line, personally, doesn’t exist. I just go with the flow, whatever happens happens. As long as it is two consenting adults, what’s it matter what they do?
One time, me and one of my FWBs was chillin at the bar, and things we were drunk, things were getting a little heated, so, we were able to sneak underneath their karaoke stage and we were going to town while some old guy above us was singing some country song.
There was a woman who worked with me at the plant. She was a single mom, and I’d always go out of my way to flirt with her. Until one day, she said she was sick of the flirting, and next thing I know, we were in her office with the blinds closed. She still works there, and her office is where he go to hang out