"I stumbled upon a delightful new sexual option: the Overnight Boyfriend."

My life is hectic, there is definitely no time for a relationship. When I say this to people, they often answer, if you met the right person, you would find/ make time.

Nope. I wouldn’t. There are literally not enough hours in the day.

I study full time and I volunteer with a few charities, each of which requires a 10 hour a week commitment – at least.

I also work a part-time job, which involves three 9 hour shifts at a pretty fast-paced bar and restaurant. I also like to sometimes be social and see my friends and family, wherever I can squeeze them in.

NSFW: I’m 28 years old, and last week I went on my very first date.

But like everyone, I enjoy the sexy times on occasion, and would like someone to cuddle with me on the couch and watch Netflix.

Sure, I could go out drinking and score a drunken one night stand which will inevitably lead to unsatisfying sex, dirty sheets and a dip in self respect. Ain’t nobody got time for that.

And then there’s Tinder, where you can effectively dial-a-dick, instant message a stranger, who can turn up at your house in half an hour, and leave in less time. But, it seems to make everything seem a bit sanitary. There is no wooing, everything is just out on the table.

I could have given up. I nearly did.

But then this week, I stumbled upon a delightful new sexual option: the Overnight Boyfriend.

It happened like this:

A few years ago, I was at a particularly rowdy university party, with a $10,000 bar tab, celebrating the end of the year. Needless to say, I was a little tipsy, shall we say. I met a boy, we exchanged numbers and a kiss. Then he moved to Sydney.

Love me Tinder: A week dating on social media.

We kept in contact, and it just so happens that I’m in Sydney for two weeks for a fab internship. We decided to catch up, have dinner, and a cheeky sleep over.

He came over to my borrowed apartment and cooked us a lovely vegan dinner. We drank a few glasses of some Captain Morgan that we found hidden away, and he gave me a back rub. We watched some TV and cuddled.

Then we went to bed and it was lovely.

We cuddled in bed, and then gave me a kiss as he went off to work in the morning, after saying “I might never see you again”. The end.

And to be completely honest, I’m perfectly happy with that. With just leaving it be.

It was nice for one night, to have an ‘Overnight Boyfriend’ – because honestly, I don’t have time for anything else.

So perhaps this is what 21^st century dating is ultimately headed for. And I’m ok with it.