Women who have balanced children and careers (including the domestic engineer role) will agree that during those high energy sucking years (30s and 40s) that any activity that required the slighest burst of energy after 9pm is to be avoided....in fact almost unthinkable....AND that includes sex. Of course we loved our husbands in that tolerant sort of way that....oh well he takes the garbage out when its full, he fixed that leaky tap and he does sometimes amuse the children for those 15 minute segments where we can take a bath, make a phonecall, or breath through a simmering rage.....AND because they do allow these and can be rather sweet at times we have had to provide the occasional coital indulgence....AND occasional it usually is. Our husbands must make do with extra long showers the rest of the time or a late night Internet session when they are absolutely certain we are asleep.
Yet finally the kids are grown up and more-or-less off our hands, our careers have slowed down as we are not as anxious for that promotion and recognition, we do not have the financial concerns of years past and we finally have the energy to enjoy a wild nights romp in the arms of her husbands. BUT what has happened....the "can't we just cuddle" role has jumped the fence. They are happy for a quick kiss and cuddle and a five minute interlude...they then feel all warm and fuzzy afterwards. We, the women on the other hand are now at the peak of our sexual desires and want some focused, interesting, slightly kinky sex which results in a blinding orgasm...and we insist on that...no faking allowed.
My friend has been married for over thirty years and still looks fabulous. She has worked hard at it and invested in a fabulous pair of breasts to boot. She just spent a small fortunte on some La Perla underwear...I emphasise a fortune!! Mrs Fabulous paraded that underwear around the bedroom five evenings in a row whilst her husband sat in bed reading.....HE DID NOT NOTICE.
I had a similar situation where we planning on going out to dinner and when I went to the bedroom to change. For fun I put on a sexy Playboy cop outfit with stilettos and walked out with sexy pursed lips. He just looked confused and said aren't you going to get cold going out in this......CLUELESS.
The more women I talk to, I find out this is a recurring theme......
WAKE UP MEN AND SMELL THE COFFEE!!!! Before you end up making for yourself every morning.
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