Spinderella cut it up one time.
Oh. Yes. I. Did.
Okay, so we aren’t really going to talk about Salt N Pepa, but we are going to discuss sex in all it’s glorious forms and all the good things and bad things that may be.
As a single adult, there comes a time when one decides if they’re ready to cash in all their chips and, to put it in Jersey Shore terms, wife (or husband) up. Conversely there are the rest of us, for whatever reason, enjoy the company of a casual relationship.
There’s many a controversy surrounding the friends with benefits phenomenon. Ask anyone, and they’re likely to have varying degrees of opinions, and most aren’t willing to discuss theirs. Regardless of your stance, most people you know are in, or have had, a FWB relationship.
This week’s Dating Chronicles post is from an anonymous friend in such a relationship. She discusses her experience and invites you to weigh-in in the comments.
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About a week ago I asked Courtney if I could write an anonymous post about a somewhat taboo topic. The summer of casual sex at the movies has brought some notoriety to the topic, but it still seems to be something only suitable for beautiful celebrities like Justin and Mila, or Ashton and Natalie.
This post was going to be my confession that I have a friend with benefits. I specifically asked for this post to be published today because it’s an anniversary of sorts for my “relationship.”
Today marks the 4 year anniversary of the first time I had sex with my FWB. And over the last 4 years, our relationship has evolved into something that works great for the two of us. We’ve taken breaks, some short and some long, but we always seem to end up single again and back together.
However, the universe seems to be against me lately and I currently find myself sick in bed for the second time in 3 weeks. And, since I’m a huge procrastinator, this post didn’t get written when I was well. Because obviously that would have been too easy. Instead I’m less than 24 hours from publish time and I all want to do is go to bed.
I just got home from the doctor after having a strep throat test and there’s a 85% probability I have it. Oh, and I have a fever of 101.9. So basically I’m falling apart and this post is the casualty.
I’m pretty sure anyone who follows me on Twitter can guess my identity so, so much for the anonymity. But I feel like this is a topic we should talk about; I know I’m not the only one with a FWB. And as a 30 something female I hate that I’m ashamed of it. So instead, I ask you to start a discussion in the comments. If you agree with me that there’s nothing wrong with casual sex share, your story. If you disagree, tell me why.
When I was at the doctor today the last piece of instructions she gave? NO KISSING. Damn you universe, now you all know what I won’t be doing this weekend!
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So readers, let us have it. Tell us what you think, and don’t hold back. What’s been your experience? If you had it to do all over again, would you or would you not maintain a FWB relationship?
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