We have now accomplished four times of our prescribed “20”.
I wish that I could tell you all that each encounter has been a loving and glorious experience, but after 15 years…..Not so much.
There was a time, long ago, when we would have sex a lot. I mean a lot. Like three times a day on the weekends. But, you know how it is. Kid, laundry, ballet, good television… you just want to LAY DOWN and not have any expectations proverbially thrust upon you.
On Saturday night I yelled: “I Can’t do this tonight! I think I’m starting to Chafe!”
Who says the romance is dead?
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whenI first read that - I'd thought you'd "done" all *20* - and I was thinking, "what is this woman? some kind of machine?"
I thought the same thing as Jen. I was impressed and amazed.
I can totally relate. Married 9 years now... 2 kids...
I actually thought you'd said you'd done the prescribed twenty, times four. I was like, "Holy shit, they've had sex eighty times in one week!"
But four times is still impressive...
If your hubby only knew you blogged this stat, your dog house would need central heating to get you through the winter. However I can totally relate to the DON"T TOUCH ME feeling. I sometimes wish I had a separate bedroom I could opt to on nights when I truly wanted to be left alone....
Married ten together for 16......
"Chafe"? I'm dying here.
Four times in one week? With sore balls? I am impressed.
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