I wanted company but was alone on a business trip. Options? TV porn, unfulfilling but safe. Stranger pick up in the local bar, fun, risky and no guarantees. Call up an ex who you had a one nighter with last year at the same event. Nope, the worst option.
I wanted sex, but didn’t want it on my own. I would, of course, call on my trusty friend, but it was tucked up safely in my underwear drawer, at home, and besides, some days you just want to be well and truly fucked. By a bloke.
I scrolled through…