We decided together, after years of discussing the idea, that we would like to give it a try. That was three months ago. So far, so good.

Firstly, it's not about the sex. Ok, that's bullshit, of course it's about the sex. Statistics tell us (and evolutionary biology explains why) that many people get bored having sex with the same person after a significant (to them) amount of time. I love my wife, she's my best friend and partner...but there are only so many times we can do Hanging Monkey Style before it gets just a bit stale. She knows my flavour...but I'm not the only beefcake in town.

But it's not just about the sex. It's also about acknowledging that I don't really like emo music, and she's not that into politics. It's nice to be able to make friends (with benefits!) with people who do share those interests and passions. The physical connection is made hotter by the mental.

So, we opened up. We've both met other people and have dipped toes (and other body parts) into the waters of ethical non-monogamy. And in all honesty? It's fired up our relationship and focused our passion for one another into a blinding, white hot beam of "holy shit this is awesome!"

Though I will say, the dating world still sucks. It just sucks less when you have someone to go home to.