A Year of Sex
We were passionately entwined on our first trip away at a destination spa. In the 4 months we’d been together, we’d fallen into an exceptional sexual rythym. We had both been in long term relationships before with others where the sparks had dwindled over time. We felt lucky to have connected at this later stage of life.
We were making love and talking at the same time. We felt the connection grow stronger.
He stopped. He grinned. He said, “Are we going to be having sex like this a year from now?” All I could think of to say was “I hope so.” A year seemed like a long way away. We were still so new. Relationships can get tricky in our fifties. What were the odds we would even still be together in a year?
Maybe we have defied the odds. Maybe a year really isn’t that long.
At the dawn of this new year I remembered that night at the spa last January. We had spent the weekend and the New Year together. I asked him if he remembered saying that. He replied that “It’s better.” Of course it is. Through repeated practice we have tuned into each other’s bodies and fanned the flames even brighter.
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