“The Woman You Pay Now is the One Who Costs Less.”

I‘m vaguely certain that the majority of the male population has, at least once in their life, had the pleasure of hearing this old popular saying — or at least one of its countless variations.

This is a phrase which, especially nowadays, could outrage many women, who would likely call it degrading or (mistakenly, since there’s clearly a certain affection for the vulva at its core) misogynistic. In truth, whoever came up with this saying must have known women all too well—and was probably quite the womanizer himself to arrive at such a conclusion (or ‘pearl of wisdom’, as some call it). Still, it remains a very common saying, and personally, I’ve heard it countless times since I was a kid.
Every now and then, when my father had the evening shift, he would take me with him to the local bar. Since this was the early ’80s, I was irresistibly drawn to video games, like every other kid who grew up in that era. I couldn’t wait to plop myself down in front of those three big arcade cabinets, each with its own stool that let me see the screen without having to stand on tiptoes. My father rarely gave me money to play (I was, sadly, born into poverty), but I still enjoyed watching the older boys play.
Aside from that little hobby of mine, that bar was also frequented by many seasoned womanizers—your classic ‘bar crowd’. In fact, I believe it was there that I first heard talk of prostitutes and of improbable old-school brothels, as I half-listened to the nostalgic tales of some retired old man while I cheerfully stared at my beloved arcade games.
Of course, back then I didn’t fully understand those words. But ever since I started growing facial hair and shifted my attention from video games to the much more gratifying world of sex, I’ve had all sorts of experiences with women—and now I feel quite confident saying that those old bar guys were probably right.
Surely I’m not the only one who thinks this way. Anyone who has—or has had—a steady partner (and sometimes even long-term lovers) knows that women can be expensive!. Think of a wife or live-in girlfriend: between gifts, trinkets, little things we don’t care about (but she absolutely does), like raiding the shelves of every store except the ones selling things we’d consider useful or necessary… one way or another, she’ll convince you to cave in to her shopping whims, buy her something, or go for the classic ‘That insanely expensive painting would look perfect in the living room.’ So how much money goes down the drain in a year?
Definitely more than we’d like to admit. You can bet on that. Of course, we’re not talking about people with serious wealth—those with high incomes can easily afford the demands of the vagileeches. But I’m talking about the average man, your typical working guy earning a middle-class salary. And from personal experience, I can honestly say that the money I spent keeping my almost-wife happy could’ve easily covered four or five extra trips a year to those European pleasure zones—or a couple of weeks in Thailand during the winter.
And I’m not just throwing numbers around. Since I went back to being single, that’s exactly what I’ve been doing. I used to have a steady girlfriend and a few casual ‘friends with benefits’ (yeah, I know—I’ve never been faithful, but hey, I was born this way, it’s in my DNA). From time to time, I also visited some lovely professionals. Now I’ve still got those same casual partners, but instead of pouring money into my ex’s whims, I can afford to indulge more frequently in visits to certain well-known establishments.
The facts speak for themselves: I’m having more sex than before, I’ve got nothing to hide, and I even end the year with some extra cash in my pocket. I’d say there’s nothing more to add… or maybe there is. Let’s talk about mistresses…

Probably the most wasteful situation one can find oneself in is just having both a wife and a mistress, in addition to the unquenchable habit of going to brothels with friends, of course. Just to understand, and I am always speaking from personal experience, over the years that I have been almost married, that is, cohabiting with the same woman for many years, I have also had more or less intense and more or less long parallel affairs, let’s say not just one-night stands, that is. In this case, in addition to the money needed to keep the official woman good, there is also the money that goes away for the lover on duty, and I am not just referring to dinners and gifts or the like. It happened to me, for example, to spend something like almost a hundred euros on a cell phone in one (long) evening to finish “enticing” a girl I met in a well-known web chat in the early two thousand years, with whom I then had an affair of a couple of years (and many hours on the phone, as well as several excellent and passionate sex-based encounters). But in order to keep my status as a fediphile in the shadows, I also happened to have to create hobbies, often expensive ones, because in order to live comfortably you have to be 100 percent credible, and in order to be able to carve out the time to meet “the others” I had to invest money, sometimes a lot of money. But in retrospect it was worth it, at least in most cases.
By this I do not mean that it is not exciting to conquer a woman and get her into bed or to play at making her fall in love, on the contrary, I find it a very fun thing to do, and the first few times it gives a not inconsiderable adrenaline rush. But almost always, even if we don’t always realize it, there is a risk of investing much more money by pursuing a so-called clandestine relationship, rather than by going every now and then to hump like a hedgehog in some exotic location where sex is not a taboo or in one of the many Venues within which you always know that a certain expense corresponds to a certain satisfaction.

…Although a little late, I finally figured it out. How about you?