Is Cyber Sex Cheating?

Yes, Virginia it is.

People who argue that cyber sex is not cheating are the people who are doing it and they don't want to accept that they are cheating. It's much nicer (for them) if they can just go on believing virtual reality has nothing to do with reality.

Why do I think cybering is cheating? Kind of obvious isn't it? Instead of being in bed with your wife, husband, partner, lover... you're at the computer typing about the sex act. Then you clean up the evidence, assuming there is any as I never had evidence in my days of playing around at the computer.

Anyway, it is very frustrating typing this at the moment. Some blasted script is trying to take over my computer from one of the websites I have open in a mountain of windows. If I can find the little creature it will byte me and die. Urrrrrgghhh!

I started posting this cyber sex thing cause I just went into a chat channel (something I have not done in years, many of them) right away I had private windows opening up with men (lets make it simple and just call them dicks) who wanted cyber sex. When I said I'm not into that they commented (snarkily I thought) "what are you online for then?" As if women are only online to find dicks. So, I was feeling kind of annoyed, aggravated and frustrated.

Also, it does make me wonder... what percentage of men are just dicks, no man attached?

I am so tired of men, I wish there was a third option. I can't see myself becoming attracted to women, I've considered the idea and just keep picturing different hands touching me, a deeper voice and so on. You may say there are always sex toys. But, no there aren't. I tried those and they failed to amuse me. Nothing is like a real man's hands on your skin. A real man's voice in your bed, telling you what he likes and finding out what you like. Nothing is like a man's skin and odd hairy parts. Not that I'm especially enthusiastic about all of them, don't get the idea I'm Miss Porn-O-Matic. After all, I've only had sex with the guy I was married to. (Some day I may write about all the kinds of safe sex, I've done a few of those).

Anyway, a thrid option would be nice. Maybe a robot man who can say all the right things, shovel the snow and then attend the theatre and shut up. That's kind of mean. I don't actually want a man who fears to speak. Just one who doesn't tell babyish jokes or whine about babyish things. I want a man after all, not a dick or a boy.

OK, I'm going to make myself useful now. I'm reading about web design, I think I'm starting to have some lightbulb interaction. I may even post the redesign of my pages before the end of the current year.