This Week’s Sex Diary: The Man Torn Between Hot Sex and Commitment

This week, a fintech executive tries to decides between getting serious with one woman and having wild sex with another: 47, single, New York

This Week’s Sex Diary: The Man Torn Between Hot Sex and Commitment. DAY ONE 7:12 a.m . Wake up alone. The apartment’s bright. It’s on the second floor of a West Village brownstone. I bought it two decades ago with my first bonus. I make a double-shot latte and stand at the window in my boxers, watching a woman walk a small, serious dog down my charming street. 9:30 a.m. I open my laptop, which I try not to do on Sundays. I scan a thread from our CTO but do my best not to really think about it. I’m a VP at a fintech company, so I’m looped in on everything. I close the laptop in the spirit of having a calm Sunday. 11:45 a.m. Text from Mia. Calm is not the word I’d use to describe her. It says “thinking bout u,” no punctuation. Mia’s a freelance photographer about 20 years younger than me. She’s gorgeous with a gap between her front teeth th...