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308 pages, Kindle Edition
First published August 14, 2017



It was disheartening, really, having sex with my husband because I felt guilty. Sex shouldn’t be like that when you love someone. It should be exciting, rewarding … enjoyable. It shouldn’t be an obligation or a score settler. But that was exactly what it had become where I was concerned. And I hated that.
I wouldn’t exactly call him boring, but he wasn’t Christian Grey or sexventurous. He was just happy do the same-old, same-old every time. Okay, so he was a little boring. It didn’t matter though. I still loved him deeply.
Narcoleptic or not, my wife was a keeper, the most stunning woman I’d ever laid eyes on; back then, now and forever. No matter how much she’d changed, or would change in future, my desire for her was and always would be unwavering. And not only was she a milf or cougar, or whatever the fuck middle-aged hot women were referred to, she was also the perfect mother to our boys. Plus, she worked her arse off just as much as I did. She was my perfect.
I’d found this great channel a few nights ago that had some hot, kinky shit. Shit I’d never try on Tash. My wife was adventurous but not in the bedroom. She liked it soft, smooth, sensual and missionary. She liked our sex life as it was. And that was fine. I wasn’t complaining. I loved having sex with Tash however it came. Pun not intended.
I was angry with him for not being the man I craved. I was angry with him for not being the man he could be. I was angry with him because … because I just was. And I couldn’t help but feel that way. It was horrible and I hated it.

“Most women prioritise it below chores. Why is that? It just doesn’t make sense. A chore is something you don’t want to do but do because you have to. Most women treat sex like a chore, and that’s a huge problem. Sex should not be a chore. Sex is pleasurable.”
“I love you today.”
“I love you every day.” And he did.


