How has the role that sex plays in your life changed over the years? Are you comfortable with this change?
Early in our relationship, Dan and I craved sex and sexual contact and did our best to satisfy those cravings as often as possible. I laugh when I think back to all of the times I would make the six hour train ride to Pittsburgh, no sooner meet him at the station and get back to his apartment, where we would immediately commence with fucking like rabbits for the duration of my visit, with breaks for sleeping, showering, meals, and sometimes, going out.
As the “novelty” wore off, and especially after our relationship was no longer long distance and we weren’t starved for physical contact and sex, sex became more… I don’t know. Not routine, but not as demanding as before.
Now that we have work and kids and a house to take care of, we don’t have sex quite as often as we used to. “Back in the day” we would have sex on a daily basis. Now we have sex two to three times per week. And we’re okay with that. We’re married. We live together. We have each other. We also have a lot of other things that, both fortunately and unfortunately, come before sex. Those things include but certainly aren’t limited to kids and work.


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