I Live In a Sexless Marriage
Today I wrote something that I felt a need to share part of it here.
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I do not want to have sex, I want to make love. I want the foreplay for the next love making session to start immediately after the current one is over. The light touch, the squeeze when the kids aren’t looking. A glimpse of naked breast in the parking lot, the dirty glance across the room, the passionate kiss when least expected. The loving attitude while cutting my hair. A seductive gesture during dinner. All of these things building in crescendo, an exotic dance of foreplay lasting sometimes mere hours and often days. And when it is time to express our love for one another, we are not limited by time or location; we are uninhibited in our actions; we do not methodically plan it out. It is spontaneous, and from the heart.
This is the essence of being a sensual being. This is what I live for. This is who I am.
