Online dating and married men
I’ve been married for almost 15 years; I am ignorant of the swipe-romance, the point-and-click marriage.My husband and I met at a party on a quiet street in a college town.I wondered if Tinder, which brought the world of dating within finger-tap distance, was accelerating the shift? A few days later, I asked my husband if he’d mind if the two of us set up profiles and tried out the app. “Just texting and chatting.” After a decade and a half together, we weren’t in any acute crisis.It seemed common knowledge that apps like Tinder had transformed single life and dating. We weren’t fighting constantly or sleeping in separate bedrooms.Perhaps married women were simply beginning to want what married men have always wanted and come to expect: more.When I find out they are married I purposely meet with them for a dinner date or whatever ( no sex) to make their experience miserable And I feel good about it.
“Wouldn’t it be interesting to see how the world beyond marriage had changed? Unlike most of the activities we shared (laundry, taxes, attending birthday parties at inflatable bounce house venues), this turned out to be a lot of fun.
I’ve always felt like an average-looking woman, a solid 6 or maybe a 7 if I bother to wear mascara, but swiping through my matches and messages, I felt like a special species. Just not really hard-core stuff like coprophilia (pooping on each other).
I felt coveted and appreciated and valued and desired. I like to use a lot of alcohol and hard drugs and then have sex. Oh, A few days into the experiment, I still wasn’t sure I’d actually connect with anyone who I’d want to meet in person, when I matched with a man who was British, erudite, and polite.
” He looked at me the same way he’d looked at me when I suggested we move in together, or marry, or breed, an expression equal parts terror and love. We picked each other’s profile pictures, bounced off the other’s possible bios.
We both agreed that the most appealing descriptors seemed to be the shortest.