Aisha and Darnel had been married for seven years. They had two children, lived in a three-bedroom apartment, and were the perfect family to the outside world.
Although she had given birth to two children, naturally, Aisha still had a good figure. She exercised and tried to take care of herself. Taking care of a two-year-old, a four-year-old, and taking care of the apartment and her husband kept her busy.
Darnel was a stockily built man. He worked for the City, on the road crew. Filling potholes and doing physical work took up much of his day.
Darnel grew up with three brothers and two sisters. He wanted a big family, too.
Darnel and Aisha had sex two to three times a week, even after Aisha had the kids. But the frequency began to wane about four months after their second child was born. Eventually, sex became a once a week thing.
Darnel started coming home later and later. Aisha wasn't able to make him feel loved the way Darnel needed her to.
Darnel would usually come home late, play with the kids for a little while, and then he would watch TV before going to bed. The only variant was on Saturday nights. That's when Aisha allowed him to have sex with her.
Darnel loved Aisha, but when it came to sex, she was never willing to talk about it. Whenever Darnel asked Aisha for sex, other than on Saturday nights, Aisha always found some excuse. She was too tired, she had a headache, or she just wasn't in the mood.
Darnel wondered what had happened to make Aisha go from a sex kitten to a prude. Aisha and Darnel cohabitated well, and they parented well. Darnel was perplexed as to what the problem was. All he knew was that it had something to do with something he did or didn't do.
. . .
Rick and Kelly had been married for thirty-five years. They met in college, raised three kids, built a home together, and now had the entire house to themselves.
Kelly had experience being a wife, a mother, and a financial consultant. Rick spent most of the last thirty-five years being a husband, a dad, and a trial lawyer.
Rick and Kelly had both been successful in their careers and as parents. All three of their children were married, had good jobs, and their oldest had given them a granddaughter.
Rick and Kelly owned their home in the foothills just West of Denver. And they had a vacation home in Kissimmee, Florida.
Rick and Kelly had been to the Bahamas and the Caribbean. They'd spent time with friends in Southern California, New York, Ohio, Utah, and Nebraska. As far as they were concerned, Rick and Kelly had lived a pretty good life.
Although Rick and Kelly had an active sex life, Kelly one day told Rick that she felt that with age and children and life itself, sex had become routine and a little boring. Kelly told Rick that there is only so much you can do so many times. And then what do you do?
Rick agreed. He told Kelly that sex was still great for him, and he hoped she felt the same way.
Kelly said that she had no complaints when it came to the sex they had. She just admitted that it was most likely because they'd gotten older that sex didn't have the same excitement it once had.
. . .
Megan and Josh had been married for six months when Megan got accosted. Two men had forced her into an alley and fingered her. The two men didn't cause her any real physical harm, but the mental and emotional scars they left behind were worse than any beating they could have given her.
Although Megan loved and trusted Josh, she couldn't stand to have him touch her, sexually or otherwise. Megan went through bouts of depression, shame, and guilt. Those two men, and what they had done to her, changed her world and her life.
Megan loved Josh for being patient, caring, and understanding. He understood her limits, and he never pushed them.
Josh felt angry because he wasn't there for Megan when she got accosted. And he was disgruntled because there was nothing he could do about it after the fact. All he could do was love Megan and do his best to be the best husband he could be to and for her.
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"I don't know, man," Darnel said to his friend and co-worker, Damon. "It just doesn't seem right. I work hard. I'm a good dad. And wanting a little ass sometimes shouldn't be a big deal, but it is."
"Man," Damon said, "Women be trippin sometimes."
"Sometimes, "Darnel responded, "You can't do anything right. You're damned if you do, and you're damned if you don't."
Damon had been married and divorced twice. He told Darnel, "I ain't the one you should be talking to about women."
Darnel smiled, "But you're my best friend. And sometimes stuff you say makes sense."
Damon asked Darnel what Aisha said when he asked what the problem was. Darnel told Damon that she never said. She just made excuses not to have sex, except for begrudgingly on Saturday nights.
Damon then asked Darnel what happened around the time that things went weird between him and Aisha.
Darnel thought back, and there was nothing that he could remember happening that was out of the ordinary. Darnel told Damon that nothing happened. Aisha didn't seem to want sex as often as she had before. And there was no reason for the change.
Damon told Darnel he had to give it some time. Darnel informed Damon that this had been going on for close to a year.
. . .
Rick told Kelly that they weren't too old for sex, and there had to be something they could do to make sex more exciting. Kelly agreed. Kelly told Rick that they'd had a pretty awesome sex life, and if nothing changed, she would still be happy.
Rick asked Kelly if she had any fantasies that she would like to have fulfilled. Kelly told Rick that she had many, but that's what she wanted them to be, fantasies.
Kelly informed Rick that her fantasies often included other people. And she wasn't willing to involve other people in their sex life. Rick said that it's okay to think about and fantasize. And he agreed that he wasn't interested in bringing other people into their sex life, either.
Kelly told Rick, "You're the best lover I've ever had."
Rick chuckled, "I'm the only lover you've ever had, outside of your fantasies."
Kelly assured Rick, "Even in my fantasies, the other guys had your face. It was always you, except that sometimes you had a different body."
Rick asked Kelly which fantasy was her favorite.
Kelly blushed. Then she explained, "I'm tied up. I'm blindfolded. And there's a group of men. I can't move, and I'm helpless. One by one, the men take turns having their way with me. No matter how hard I fight them, they do what they want. All they care about is getting what they want from me."
Rick, dumbfounded, asked, "So, it's a rape fantasy?"
Kelly told Rick that it wasn't uncommon for women to have rape fantasies.
Rick said he could see how a fantasy like that could be erotic.
Kelly told Rick that it would be okay if he wanted to be more aggressive in bed.
Rick raised his eyebrows, "Mmmmmmmm."
Kelly told Rick, "We have to think about how you can be all those men."
Rick smiled, "I'm sure we'll figure something out."
. . .
Megan and Josh had a California King sized bed. They slept on opposite sides. Josh got proficient at sleeping at the edge of the bed. Josh was careful not to touch Megan when they slept.