It was my birthday. We were in a hotel with ring lights set up and a night ahead of us with no agenda except each other. We had talked about making a video together. My wife was not ready for that, and I was not going to push it. So
Part 1 ended without a resolution. That was intentional. This part has one, but not the kind that wraps cleanly. We did not fix the desire gap. We found a way to live inside it that costs us less than it used to. That is the honest version of what
There is a version of this conversation that happens in almost every long marriage. Usually late at night. Usually after someone has been turned down again. It almost never goes well. One partner wants more. The other doesn’t, or not as often, or not right now. And the gap
I bought my first cock ring the same night I bought my wife her first vibrator. That night is documented in the Anniversary Gift post, the visit to the sex store that changed something between us early on. I came back to the hotel with three things that evening: the
Let me start with something I used to joke about. In my thirties and forties, when I woke up with a morning erection, I would nudge my wife and tell her we should not let it go to waste. That there would come a day when I might not have
Let me be direct about something. Dirty talk turns me on. There is something raw and sensual about letting your inner desires move from your head into actual words, spoken out loud, to the person you are in bed with. It adds fuel. It opens things up. It is, in
We have a simple practice. The morning after we try something new, we check in. It is not complicated. There is no structure and no script, just a conversation, usually as we are lying in bed before we start our morning, about what happened the night before. What felt good.
A few years ago, three things happened more or less at the same time. Our kids were growing up and becoming their own people. We moved out of the state we had both grown up in, left behind the life we had built there, and started something new. And I
We live somewhere that puts us near hotels by definition, and we travel back to our home state several times a year. That means we are in hotel rooms more often than most couples, and we have learned to use them. Hotel rooms always mean sex. We both know it
We didn’t invent this. We heard about it on Sex with Emily as we began experimenting with new sexual practices, and it made enough sense that we built it into the Closer Together Workbook. The traffic light system is about as simple as it sounds. Green means keep going.
Cannabis is legal in some states and not others. What I’m describing here is something my wife and I do in a state where recreational use is legal. I’m not recommending this for you. I’m telling you what happened for us. Know your local laws and talk
I am not affiliated with Foria Wellness and have received no compensation for this review. I bought this product with my own money and I’m writing about it because it made a real difference in our marriage. We didn’t go looking for the Intimacy Melts. They found us.