Same-sex date Stories

As told to her husband Eric and me by Tori “Looks like you worked out extra hard today,” observes the woman who always seems to be at the gym at the same time as Tori. She's standing a few feet down the row of lockers, getting dressed after showering. “Uhh ... yeah, I’m working through some things,” stammers Tori, still half-absorbed in the thoughts occupying her. “Kinda looked like it,” says the other woman as she picks...

We have just left a pub after the liveliest, steamiest, flirtiest date either of us has ever been on. Especially given that neither of us has been on a date with a man before. Both of us have spilled the sad shortcomings of our married sex lives, which in my case is coming to an end anyway. The discussion seems to have brought us closer, however, and triggered more and more overt flirtation. As we left the bar, we finally...

You and I are on what I wasn’t initially sure would even be a date. But as I awkwardly shifted the conversation to sex, we progressed from finding numerous connections between our lives to actually flirting a bit. So maybe it is a date. And after I spilled all my sex and marriage problems, you've just offered that you have some sharing of your own to do. “On the same topic," you begin, "things haven’t been very good for A...

It’s the night of our meetup, about which you said “It’s a date” when we planned it. Since you are a man, I don't think my soon-to-be ex-wife suspects the “date” aspect of our meeting when I leave the house. I'm unsure about that aspect myself, but I primp myself once in the car anyway, buzzing five o'clock off my face with an electric razor and applying some cologne too. I do want to be fully date-ready for you, in the h...

Wait, is this going to be a "date" date? We recognize each other on the airport concourse instantly, despite having not seen each other since high school, and having not been more than acquaintances even then. Despite the imminent closure of both our departure gates, we linger a minute in catching up, quickly establishing that we are both married with no kids, work in the same industry, and live just a few miles apart. It...