How did I get here?
My wife went off sex about six months after our first child was born (a dozen or so years ago) and other than when she wanted to get pregnant again, has been totally off sex. And I mean "off" - no initiation of sex, no oral sex (either giving or receiving), no foreplay and certainly no "kinky" stuff. In fact making love to her felt like rather like rape in that she seemed an unwilling, unresponsive participant. Strangely, she was always very wet when we had sex, even without foreplay, like she wanted it but at the same time didn't want to be seen to want it.
Neither she nor I seemed willing to discuss the dead end that our relationship had arrived at sexually. Unsurprisingly, I became bored and started to retreat first into pornography (the first retreat of a scoundrel) and then, more worryingly, escorts to get a fix of sexual release and human affection.
One night my wife caught me looking at some (admittedly vile) pornography on the Internet and a huge huffy fit ensued. Don't misinterpret the scene, I was not "surfing one-handed" at the time, merely refreshing the mental database of hard-core images that most men seem to carry around. If the truth be told, the site was not even something that turned me on but merely a conclusion to following a link from a forum.
I tried to explained my reasons for doing it and got the full nuclear winter treatment - back turned to me in bed, monosylabic responses. The next morning, I went off to work thinking about divorce and the impact on my kids.
On coming home, the transformation was total. My wife just about devoured me. Suddenly, everything is on the sexual agenda - even stuff that she wouldn't have done in our "courting" days; acts that I'd blush to ask an escort to do (usually prefaced by "What do you want to do").
Sex in the swimming pool (our own thankfully!), sex in the garden, sex in front of the telly, sex in the bath, sex on the kitchen table - she's insatiable (and multi-orgasmic all of a sudden). Out have gone the M&S big pants and in are lacy thongs. I now need to take some vitamins to keep up!
Neither she nor I seemed willing to discuss the dead end that our relationship had arrived at sexually. Unsurprisingly, I became bored and started to retreat first into pornography (the first retreat of a scoundrel) and then, more worryingly, escorts to get a fix of sexual release and human affection.
One night my wife caught me looking at some (admittedly vile) pornography on the Internet and a huge huffy fit ensued. Don't misinterpret the scene, I was not "surfing one-handed" at the time, merely refreshing the mental database of hard-core images that most men seem to carry around. If the truth be told, the site was not even something that turned me on but merely a conclusion to following a link from a forum.
I tried to explained my reasons for doing it and got the full nuclear winter treatment - back turned to me in bed, monosylabic responses. The next morning, I went off to work thinking about divorce and the impact on my kids.
On coming home, the transformation was total. My wife just about devoured me. Suddenly, everything is on the sexual agenda - even stuff that she wouldn't have done in our "courting" days; acts that I'd blush to ask an escort to do (usually prefaced by "What do you want to do").
Sex in the swimming pool (our own thankfully!), sex in the garden, sex in front of the telly, sex in the bath, sex on the kitchen table - she's insatiable (and multi-orgasmic all of a sudden). Out have gone the M&S big pants and in are lacy thongs. I now need to take some vitamins to keep up!
posted by Salvatori at 8:13 am
2 Comments:
Congratulations! Hope you can keep it up like that... seriously, it reads like a nice story of a couple that fits together very well!
Best wishes,
Albert
Thanks for your comments - not sure if you want me to keep up the writing or keep up the sex. The first one seems easy, the second is tougher - exhaustion is setting in!
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