The Things We Do For Love - Guest Post

#F4Thought The Things We Do For Love - Guest Post by PJA Woode

At the risk of sounding repetitive, I am starting off this post in a somewhat similar vein to my last one.  So here goes: I suspect that most of the other posts about the things people do for love are all about the ways others have gone that extra mile to please/excite/satisfy/amuse their lover.  But for me, it is the opposite.

I’ve been with my partner for well over thirty years and we get on really well. We share passions

and interest, have the same values, enjoy each other’s company and have fun together.  We are

still very much in love (corny, I know, but true).

But, there has to be a but, doesn’t there?

And the but is sex.  When we started out we had a great sex life.  We enjoyed lots of different positions,

experimented with toys, tied each other up with the most magnificent leather ankle and wrist restraints,

watched porn together and it was marvellous.

However, over the years the menu has become ever more restrictive.  And I sense that early burst of

exuberant sexuality was more me than my partner  Watching porn and the bondage gear were the first

to go, then the toys went, and the positions narrowed to a couple and now pretty much to just one.

On the positive side, we are still having regular sex once or twice a week, and that’s grand - I know of

many couples our age who have totally given up.  

So, what I do for love is to live with this very restrictive and very bland sexual diet.  I do my best to

make sure my partner always has a good orgasm, and I am pretty sure she always does.  I hold off

until she has come; I pretty much come second every time. And if I don’t come - well, you will have

to read my last post about that.  My partner repeatedly tells me that she is more than satisfied and

feels fulfilled sexually. And because I love her that is just fine. with me.

But I do feel rather empty and that a wonderful, naughty, edgy, rich, exciting sexuality that is the

real me has been buried.

However, there are two important things to say in conclusion as I really don’t want readers to think

I’m a sad old, moany, old thing.  First, I do see a glimmer of hope and a few things have happened

recently that have broken the sexual rut. Second, I am writing this post and can enjoy my rich sexuality

with some wonderful people out here in this fabulous community of which I increasingly feel part

and which nourishes and sustains me.

PJA Woode

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