After everything I’ve observed my parents go through, I have to say I’m both impressed and a bit envious of the fact that they’ve continued to have this stellar sex life.
“We’ve always been in love and excited about one another,” my mother said on Sunday, and not the first time.
“Why do you think that is?” I asked, opening up another round of Session dark lager.
Last night, me and hubbie had dinner with a friend who’s been married for something like twenty years, has four kids, and still raves about humping her husband. She, like my other friend, who’s going on something like fifteen years of sexual bliss with her husband, saved herself for marriage, i.e. her future husband popped her cherry. Now I know I’ve only documented two cases so far, but I wonder if I went on some quest, and asked more married women whether they lost their virginity to their future husbands, if I would notice a trend. Could it be that happiness in sexual monogamy is directly linked to how many lovers you’ve had? And, if you spent your formative years romping around with every opportunity that came knocking, could one man ever then satisfy all your sexual cravings?
Saving myself for marriage was something I never considered a good option. I actually thought the idea rather ludicrous.
63% of you said “yes”, and while I want to side with all you positive people, my personal experiences have proven otherwise. Maybe it was me, or maybe it was the other person, but every time I took this turn in a relationship, it eventually crumbled apart. The “break” created baggage, a baggage so large it inevitably lead to trust issues. As for passion…yes…I think a “break” can spark passion, ever heard of the “fighting and fucking” phenomenon? But it’s probably not the healthiest way to do it.
If you need a break, maybe what you really need is to move on.
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