And I happen to be one of those people.
Even back in my “slut” days (long and long ago, I promise!) I never, ever cheated on a lover. I had times when I was sleeping with several guys because there were no promises of monogamy, but any time I made a promise of monogamy, I was damned well monogamous! 'Sides, I haven’t had sex with anyone but my husband in almost 23 years; I’m not sure I’d know what to do with another guy!
As for the ideas: he could fake an accent. He did live in England for a year, with his first wife. I like the idea of him being totally entranced by me and sending me expensive drinks from across the room!
While I’ll admit to being more than a little bit in lust with Frank N. Furter way back when, I so cannot imagine my husband in a garter belt and stockings!
At this point, I’m leaning towards, I’m a bored, rich widow, jaded and not necessarily interested in a one-night-stand (but even less interested in a long-term relationship) and he’s some kind of blue-collar laborer.
But hey, I have all week to change my mind.