I like the loving wives category but it can be difficult to come up with something different and the comments are often ruthless. I try to explore alternate realities or situations with angst.
I do spell and grammar checks and proofread but bound to miss some. If that bothers you too much maybe think about reading something else.
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Best Wishes, Satin
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I guess you would say my wife Christine was an 'in charge' kind of person; ok more accurately she was 'bossy'. It was in her nature and a career as a teacher progressing finally to Head Mistress cemented that approach. At 45 years old, tall at 5ft 10 inches and long dark hair, she was an attractive woman but did little to enhance her appearance. I was informed life was too busy and if I didn't like it, it was tough! The busy element was true, school life and the associated fund raising activity left little time for much else. Her appearance matched her role... a kind of prim, statuesque look.
She was from a wealthy background and had a large extended family, many were self-employed business owners. They seemed to be involved in all aspects of the area in which we lived, not all of it scrupulous.
Everyone was impressed by her, myself included, she was driven, direct and got things done. That included our relationship, we moved from dating through engagement, marriage and family on her schedule.
It was an on-going joke when she'd say, "David, you know our marriage works better when you accepted I am in charge."
It was a joke, we laughed about it, but that's often how it worked out. I was pretty laid back most of the time and was happy to relax and leave the decisions to her. We had a great life together and I was happy.
That wasn't the problem; my concern was our limited sex life... infrequent would be over estimating it and I wasn't sure if she was even attracted to me anymore. Certainly she was busy, but everything seemed to come before any intimacy, especially work. She rarely instigated sex and didn't seem to get that much from it.
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My fears were confirmed when I overheard her side of a phone conversation with her best friend Kate:
"Oh you know it's the same old, same old."
"No, it doesn't do anything much for me, but it keeps David happy."
"Yeah once every couple of weeks is enough for him these days."
"God no, there's no one else, I do love him but I'm just not that interested in sex, we've had the kids already and it's hard to fit everything in."
I staggered away, the implications of the conversation slowly filtering into my addled brain. Thoughts bounced around: no desire, attraction or interest! The idea that she was having sex just to keep me happy was gut wrenching. At least she seemed to still love me and there was no one else involved... thank heaven for small mercies.
I tried to act normally, giving myself time to think but she worked out something was wrong, I was definitely quiet and withdrawn and her solution was to get amorous.
"Would you like to take me to bed David, it's been a while."
The words were out of my mouth before I thought about it, "Why... just to keep me happy?"
The shock registered on her face, "What do you mean by that?"
"Tell me Christine, how would you describe our sex life?"
"Its... fine!"
"That's it... just fine!"
"Well yeah, we aren't loves young dream anymore and we have slowed down some."
"So, what would make it better for you?"
"God I don't know, we're passed all the monkey sex aren't we?"
"So that's it then, we just give up! You know I heard you on the phone to Kate the other day, I'd rather not have sex if it's an obligation!"
"Oh my God is that why you've been quiet. It was just girl talk... disparaging guys because you think about sex all the time."
"That is not what it sounded like; it sounded like our sex life was a fucking chore."
The swearing shocked her, "Please... I didn't mean it like that!"
"To be honest when I thought about it, that's how it feels; like it's an obligation and you just lie there waiting for it to be over."
"It's not, come to bed and I'll show you."
"No thanks, you're not really interested; it's not like your work or one of your committees."
There was no intimacy that night or for the next week. The doubts festered in my mind, while Christine slipped back into her usual hectic routine. Our conversations were polite, mostly about the kids. I didn't know what else to say and she appeared to be in the same position. The idea that she wasn't fully satisfied niggled away at me; maybe this stand off suited her, no need to pretend about sex anymore.
She was the one who finally broke the impasse, "Can we talk?"
"Yeah sure."
"I want to apologise for what you heard, I didn't really mean it, you are a considerate lover and I am missing you... I'm even missing the sex."
Her smile faltered when I didn't respond, "Come on David, talk to me."
"I can't erase your words Christine, they were clear enough, this isn't a misunderstanding and I don't know where it leaves us."
"It doesn't change anything; we're still good as a couple. I have tried you know, I've been to the doctors, got my hormones checked, they say I am fine physically."
"Maybe there is nothing to fix then, the reality is your job and everything that comes with it is more important. It's not like I haven't tried to talk to you before. I asked plenty times what would make it better for you. I suggested taking time out and trying new things, but you shut all those conversations down."
"Don't say that... I love you."
"I love you too Christine, but we deserve to spend our lives with someone we are passionate about; it's not healthy to go through the motions or complain behind my back and not talk to me about those things."
"It just easy to talk to Kate, I spoke to her again, she is furious with me and can't believe I hurt you like that. She explained how hard that must have hit you."
"Really, you need your friend to explain that, I am devastated Christine, all this time together... Jesus."
For once her cool in charge façade dropped and she spoke quickly, "I am sorry, I have neglected us and taken you for granted. Things just got busy; the rest of lives are so good, we work together. I am into you like that; I just forgot to show you that's all. I want to try and improve things, in an ideal world what would you like to happen...sexually I mean, what is your biggest fantasy?"
"Shit I don't know, wanting to enjoy sex with your partner shouldn't be a fantasy."
