‘I’m trying monogamous after seven years of being open’

After being in an open relationship for seven years, a former Sydney sex worker is mixing things up a bit.

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Simone is a former sex worker in her late 20s, who recently started the more monotonous 9-5, Monday-Friday office life.

She’s been non-monogamous for seven years but decided to switch it up recently, having entered a monogamous relationship with a very cool lesbian.

She recorded her escapades and has shared them with news.com.au as part of our weekly series Sex Diaries documenting the sex lives of ordinary Aussies.

Monday evening

I masturbate too late in the evening and while far too tired. My eyes are struggling to stay open on the amateur porn. When I orgasm, I am more relieved by the prospect that I can finally close my eyes and sleep. It is definitely a later bedtime than I anticipated.

I’m worried my new job is killing my sex drive. Source: iStock via kali9

Tuesday

Tuesday I get caught up with my new office job and by the time I get home, sex or making myself orgasm is the last thing on my mind – is the corporate life already killing my sex drive?

Wednesday

I attempt to masturbate. My wand runs out of battery early on and I wonder if she is on her dying legs and whether I’ll have to fork out another $200 for the most powerful vibrator in the shop, or if I should finally check out the mystery hardware store in Rozelle that intriguingly has “Sex Toy Repairs” painted on the awning, as one of its many services.

Thursday

Once again my 9 to 5 is getting in the way of my sex-life and my fingers are too exhausted from writing emails all day to even bother with anything else.

Friday evening

My girlfriend and I watch Drag Kings out the front of Pride Square in Newtown, and I’m in awe of the costumes, creativity and talent as they perform.

World Pride helps me find my sex drive again. Source iStock via stock-eye

Sometimes staying is better then going out. Source: iStock via t: 4FR

We had planned an evening of artsy activities, which suddenly became sidelined due to horniness. My partner and I have sex on their couch.

We decide to jump into the shower afterwards but before we make it under the water, we end up having sex again. After we’ve showered, we go upstairs.

The sex lasts multiple hours. It is probably too loud for the thin walls and echoing hallways of the apartment block. When we are finally done, we both go downstairs and check our phones we had abandoned.

Social media takes us aback, as we simultaneously see footage of 30-something men walking down Newtown in an anti LGBT protest. I hope their prayers for our sins are counteracted by our orgasmic gay sex.

I’m having so much fun with my new partner. Picture: iStock via Jovan Doncic

Saturday

I party at one of the many World Pride events and I leave a tad early to ensure I am well rested before the Bridge walk early the next day.

I accidentally catch the train home with my ex. I forgo masturbating due to my alarm being set at 5am and needing every minute of the four hours sleep before then – and the fact that running into exes unexpectedly makes me the opposite of horny.

Sunday

My partner and I party hard on Sunday, going from free gig to gig on the last day of World Pride. People hand us their $100 wristbands so we can crash raves.

We come home high, drunk, exhausted and horny but decide to forgo the sex for another time when we are more sober.

Originally published as ‘I’m trying monogamous after seven years of being open’