A pair of female legs in heels

A female friend said that cheating of any kind, whether it be physical or emotional are equally bad. Not that I condone cheating but I think differently. I believe that the occasional cheating of the physical kind, as a form of relief or because he can’t get it at home, with a prostitute is the lesser of two evils. The other evil being a mistress that he sees very often. I’m sure that at least some women would agree with me: better that he eats take-away occasionally than him preferring to eat someone else’s cooking exclusively.

Because if the problem is purely sexual then it can at least be overcome, provided both are willing to change and are still attracted to each other. Ignoring financial and family reasons, I strongly believe that sexual dissatisfaction is grounds for a break up or at least a separation. Either those or the man cheats. It’s not fair to expect the man to just forgo sex, unless he chooses so willingly for the sake of the relationship.

Then there’s another avenue of relief for men which I feel is unfairly stigmatised and that is porn. Men grew up with porn, that’s an undeniable fact. To us, there’s always been two kinds of sex - with a real women or without. When it’s without, it’s almost always with the aid of porn. Just because we are now with you, a real life woman, it doesn’t mean we’d abandon porn completely. And just because we like porn, it doesn’t mean we like doing it with you less. If it is, then it’s a problem.

If the sex life is satisfactory, and you just happen to stumble upon his stash of porn in the closet or on his computer (why are you snooping on his computer?!), don’t make a big deal out of it. If you make him feel guilty about it, then he’s just going to feel repressed. And repressed men are resentful. And on the totem pole of all things bad, I’m sure porn ranks lower than going to a prostitute or having a mistress right? Let him has his porn!

Anyways, I guess I should conclude this series of semi-coherent thoughts about sex here. So what am I trying to say? I’m saying that the sexual game is a complex one and there’s no black and white. Sometimes men are jerks who want their cake and eat it too, and sometimes women over-analyse things even when things are going ok.

And I guess I’m also saying this: my perfect woman has an open-mind regarding my collection of porn. I’m not asking for a lot, am I? :mrgreen:

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