I'm a divorced man who's been dating a married woman in an open/poly relationship for six months. Her husband has been occupied with his new girlfriend. As a result his wife has been spending a lot more time with me. She's feeling (understandably) abandoned by her husband, and I'm picking up the slack. While I find her general GGG-ness refreshing, the truth is that I also find her boring. I've made it clear that she could never be my primary partner, and she assures me that she's fine with that--so long as I don't dump her. I have no experience with this sort of situation. If this were a monogamous relationship I'd break up with her so that I could look elsewhere. Instead I can keep this piece of cake and look for another slice too. Does it matter that I don't see any long-term potential between us? By what do I measure the success of our relationship? --Too Many Slices of Cake
I slipped your letter to my buddy Matisse, a professional dom who happens to be the only person I know in a successful long-term polyamorous relationship. (Matisse blogs at mistressmatisse.blogspot.com.)
"The success of a polyamorous relationship is measured by whether or not it makes the people in it happy," Matisse says. "By that yardstick, Cake Boy, you're coming up zero. You're getting nookie off a woman you find boring while you recover from your divorce and look for better options. I don't call this polyamory. I call this opportunism."
Matisse has called you on your bullshit, TMSOC, and I'd like to call Mr. Poly Husband on his. Poly relationships simply aren't ethical if a primary partner feels abandoned. Healthy poly relationships require clear primary/secondary roles, with primary partners always coming first, and any secondary attachments or partners coming in somewhere from a close to a distant second. Mr. Poly Husband's failure to make sure his primary partner feels like she comes first leads me to question not just his ability to be poly but his motives as well. As for your motives . . .
"You're painting it with a thin veneer of compassion, but come on, guy," Matisse says. "If you want to be a pal to a woman whose husband is temporarily insane with new-relationship energy, take her to the movies, not to bed. Her husband may be sprung on someone else at the moment, but at least he's not dumping her for the new shiny thing, whereas you will."
Matisse's bottom line?
"If you don't love her and you're not going to, then zip up your pants and go home."
My boyfriend refuses to give up coke for reasons I can't explain. I don't make a stink if he smokes a reefer; I don't make a stink about the tranny sex he's had in the past--or the his-and-her butt plugs he bought us in month two. He's well-read, witty, and sweet, but I'm seriously antidrug, and he knows my stand. We're reaching month six, and in spite of all his skeletons I love him. But this coke-hating sister can't get serious about a man who can't commit to not doing coke. I need a swift and brutal opinion. Is this butt-plugging asshole trying to sabotage our relationship by holding on to some libertarian conviction that was started in ancient Rome? --Coke-Hating Sister
I'm not sure how the Romans factor into this, CHS, but here's the swift and brutal opinion: if a coke-hating sister can't get serious about a man who uses coke, then why is she wasting her time on this trifling, tranny-banging, coke-snorting brother? Either coke is a deal breaker for you, CHS, or it isn't. If it is, don't date him. But if this butt-plugging asshole merits an exception, then date him, girl, and stop bitching about it.
You suggested that Doing My Best, the good-looking Ivy Leaguer who can't land a girl, find a gay friend. Homos, you implied, make the best wingmen, directing women your way in bars and forcing you to talk to them. I disagree. My brother and I have had separate bad experiences with gay male friends. Both of us are straight, easygoing, and have no problems with queers--our sister is a lesbian. But we've found that it's impossible to have a gay friend of the same sex. Eventually a pass is made and the friendship ends. --Burned Straight Boy
Feigning friendship to get into someone's pants? Surely no straight man has ever stooped so low! Surely no woman has ever had the moves put on her by a straight male friend! Surely!
Not, as the kids once said.
I'm sorry you and your brother had bad experiences with fag friends, BSB, but it happens. And let's make an effort to keep it in perspective: hitting on a friend is an asshole move that's been used and abused by gay men, straight men, and the odd woman. But not all gay men hit on their straight male friends. I have four very close straight male friends, BSB, and I've never hit on any of them. Why? Because I'm not generally attracted to straight boys, for starters, and not one of them is my type, for enders. And when I meet a straight guy who is my type (hey there, Sal!), a friendship is out of the question. Gay men don't want to be friends with men they find attractive for the same reason straight men don't want to be friends with women they find attractive: why torture yourself?
So my advice to straight boys seeking a gay wingman is this: if your prospective wingman only dates, say, muscular Asian dudes, and you're a muscular Asian dude, he's going to hit on you someday. But if your gay wingman only dates, say, hairy muscle daddies, and you're a skinny hairless rocker, your gay wingman is unlikely to ever hit on you.
Your advice to get a gay friend is dead-on. My gay best friend has helped me meet a lot of women. In the interest of fairness, I return the favor at gay clubs. But a straight guy who goes to gay clubs does get hit on. If you can get over that hang-up, guys, it's a real confidence booster. --Not Shy Anymore
Thanks for sharing, NSA.
I would take your advice and get a gay best friend, Dan, but where the hell do I find a gay man to be my buddy? --Lonely Hot Dude
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