For many years now I have found myself hugely attracted to married men. I like that they are older and I like the idea of them being a good husband and father and being dedicated to his family. It is sort of counterintuitive because simply by having an affair with me he kills that moral, wholesome quality I first found attractive, but somehow I still want to try it out. I kind of want to be someone’s long term mistress and he can put me up in a swank penthouse in new york city and I can have other boyfriends and his family will never know about me, but we will have hot passionate sex and occassionally go on clandestine vacations together. He will be super rich and buy me everything I want and he will be the love of my life, but we can never be together. How sadly romantic and mysterious.