Meet Julio, who’s proudly dipped his pen in the company ink:

“The first time was with a part-time employee who had just gotten out of a lesbian relationship two months prior to us meeting. She was new to the city, was friendly and smart, had a good sense of humor and had an awesome firm, big butt. I thought she still liked women, and since I wasn’t one, what could possibly happen? I offered to walk her home after the bar one night because we were both drunk, and it was late. When we arrived at her studio, she gave me some water and said she needed to jump in the shower real quick because she felt a little dizzy. I said okay, sat down on her bed and waited for her to finish with her shower to say good night and then split for home. I must have dozed off for a few minutes, because she woke me up, placed my hand on her bare right breast, slipped out of her bathrobe and sat next to me. One steamy thing lead to another, and I stayed the first of many nights with my obviously bisexual coworker.” —Julio, 41, Upper West Side