A chef with 14 years of experience, Charlotte Langley’s interest in food extends into erotica. Langley believes that the stress and long hours of the restaurant world makes for better sex. “We work until two in the morning, we’re wired, we’re fucking stressed out. The sex is almost desperate—we need that release,” she says. Here's what happens when the culinary and carnal lines get crossed.
Sex is the enemy of death. It gives us pleasure, it gives us union with another, it gives us orgasms. It provides a singular thrill of normalcy in a time of upheaval. Until we reach the other side of this, it’s important to have a reason to put on a cheerleader uniform. We are the revolutionaries of the online orgy your parents warned you about—or would have, if they’d known of its existence.
I wish I could say that, one day, some sexy spirit moved me to put on “I’m Every Woman” and finger-blast myself into sensual oblivion. The reality is slightly less empowering: A supportive boyfriend surprised me with a vibrator. Not for him, not for us, just for me. I figured out it was like rubbing that genie lamp inside a cave, except the cave is hip-huggers and also there’s no genie. I accepted that I deserved to feel good.
Masturbation was mentioned as the top sex activity one can engage in safely. Previously labeled not “real sex,” it literally has a new name: solo sex. Plus, it’s immune-boosting to boot, so win-win. So pleasure-seekers! What are we to do with our free time? Here Are 8 Simple Ways To Stay in and Get Off.