7 years ago. September 11, 2017 at 9:01 PM
Once again, we were sitting, shooting the shit and drinking beer.
As usual, the conversation wandered to sex.
We we were discussing likes and dislikes, and the communications involved.
We were in a sorry situation where she was shy and I was bold. Her situation was obvious, mine was a bit outlandish. Yes, I communicated, but my approach was out of line.
I knew my desires, but was over bearing.
As we chat, she's regretting not listening and I'm regretting my impatience.
Now we talk about desires as reasoning adults. She also borrows toys from me. A day late and a dollar short.
25 years of marriage wasted.
