Self-identified curmudgeon porn director Mike Quasar delivers a sweetly sexy comedy in the Wicked Pictures movie Second First Date. Quasar can go light or dark—or mix the two, as in last year’s Ingenue (which garnered Tommy Pistol an AVN Award for Best Actor)—but here he keeps the mood sunny. And the cast seems to genuinely have a good time with the witty script.

Kyle Stone in a non-sex role makes the most of his scene as a lawyer who tells married couple Debra and Richard (Mercedes Carrera and Derrick Pierce) that they just can’t afford to get divorced. “I’ve been going through your financials and it’s more like reading a Stephen King novel,” he tells them. “Truly terrifying stuff. I don’t know who your financial planner is, but they should be sued for gross negligence.”

So after a little bickering, the two agree to “set some ground rules and try not to kill each other.”

It helps that they live in a posh pad and agree that it’s OK to date other people. And they both have friends eager to push them back into the fray.

Angela (Angela White) is a fan of an Ashley Madison-esque site that helps cheating lovers. “We just get it done and move on,” she counsels Debra. “And then I go home to Dylan and treat him like the king he is.” And we get to enjoy her sensual dalliance with Ricky Johnson.

Meanwhile, Richard learns about a different site from his buddy (Marcus London), who’s got a way-younger girlfriend (Ivy Wolfe) in tow. “There’s an app for gorgeous 21-year-old women?” Richard marvels. Again, viewers peek in on London and Wolfe, who seem to get a kick out of the dialogue Quasar provides them (“But you remember when Kennedy was shot,” Wolfe teases).

Things really turn comedic when both Richard and Debra hook up with their own young lovers, Tyler (Tyler Nixon) and Whitney (Whitney Wright). Though they’re not that far apart in age, there are some differences that Quasar exploits for comedic value. (Best line is from Whitney: “You really don’t understand millennials. Drama is our fuel.”)

In the end, all’s well that ends well—or at least that’s what’s promised at the fade-out. Good performances all around make this a pleasant erotic diversion.