To Kink or Not to Kink

I hope I would not be the woman known for breaking up marriages. "There's nothing sexy about me." "I am not a sexual being." "I would rather not explore my sensuality." I have been propositioned by four married men in the span of one year!! Doesn't that say enough?! Gawd, I hate married men. Yes, they boost my confidence up by a notch but I feel like I am constantly playing mind-games with them. Last December in 2002, a woman I don't even know called me up to inform me that the guy I was going out with was her husband. Ooops! I met the guy in chat, it was August and it was raining, I was playing soccer and that was where I agreed to EB* (*chat term for eyeball) him. Let's just call him caveman. He's tall, he's dark, he's quite a looker! He's a sports buff but not your typical jock. We both came from the same university and I thought for a good-looking guy he's smart and maaaaaaaaaan does he have muscles...