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I told my boss I had a dentist appointment and ducked out to the Library Bar at the Royal York hotel, wondering if we’d find each other attractive or if he’d even show.
Our marriage is relatively healthy—we love each other and we still have sex.
One of the pictures captured my blond, shoulder-length hair falling over one eye, my lips full and glossy, a tight, low-cut shirt emphasizing my cleavage.
I was careful to crop out name tags and anything that could reveal the location in each photo—anything that could identify me.
“I seek a connection with a smart, funny, mature, manly, professional man,” I wrote.
“You are in your 40s, dark-haired, blue-eyed, tall, fit and attractive.” I posted photos in a “private showcase” that someone could view only if I sent them a “key.” In one photo I was wearing a little black dress at a gala dinner; in another I posed like a ski bunny somewhere in Quebec.