Fuck Buddies

I have more than enough of them, and enough is enough. The funny thing about hot sex is that when you aren't having it, you want it even more than an ice-cold beverage on a hot day. But when you are having it, you could care less. That's me right now. I literally have a collection of some of the hottest, most amazing, virile young men I have ever been with in my life, all just a phone call away. But I'm bored and, most of all, restless.

I can have sex with someone, and as soon as they leave, I'm up and about looking for something else to do. It's as if I feel like I'm pity-fucking these gorgeous men. Some might say that I'm looking for something deeper, and I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to be swept off of my feet. But on the other hand, I'm still not ready for a relationship. So, why am I acting so disinterested?

The funny part is that I'm most content sitting home alone, reading a book in bed, or doing laundry while feigning being glamorous in my Chanel sunglasses. Frankly, it's a lot more productive than watching a guy try to make me cum for two hours. I wish I could say I enjoyed the sex more, but I just have so much of it now that it's just "blah". My friends say that I'm evolving. But am I starting to evolve past the need for sex?