A Box of Dildos and a Confession
I never had a normal sex life. I preferred rubber to flesh. It was just easier until it got in the way of my marriage. Little did I know I should have opened up to my husband sooner
The morning was just about gone and I was still in my pajamas. The house was clean, dishes done. Our kids were off to college, so the chaos I was used to for 22 years was gone. I should have been happy, I guess. But I wasn’t ready for it. My husband, Ron was a nice guy, and I loved him with all my heart. He worked four days a week and spoiled me. Life is great. But once again I dreaded him coming home.
Intimacy was always hard for me. Ron wanted so much more than I did, and I really felt bad. As soon as we got married, I shot out the twins and then one more. I am a great mom, but a terrible wife. I hid behind the needs of my children to get out of sex. Over the years, Ron joked with buddies about the lack of sex in a marriage. Most of the time they all agreed and moved on. Part of me was glad that I wasn’t the only bitch in the bedroom. But I loved Ron, I really did, why couldn’t I just do my duty like my grandmother always put it.
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