…my turn to be patient with him. Like every wife, I thought something was wrong when he started turning me down for sex. I had a checklist of whys:
- Am I doing something wrong? Am I not attractive to him anymore? Is he discovering he is just not into me anymore? The dreaded: Is he playing around on me? (This thought lasted a hot second.) Is he sick? Is it my age…not exactly a spring chick anymore?
Well, I could think of more thoughts, but none of them would be true. My husband, like me, is getting older as well. What comes with that is staring at your own immortality. My husband is hot and he will always be that way to me. He dislikes getting older, but he is getting better at it. I am still his girlfriend. I still give him lap dances. I still send him secret photos and love messages. I still dress the way he enjoys looking at me best. I still do these things and more.
He is patient man and, now, it is my turn to show him patience, as well. Men like my husband have a harder time coming to grip with the fact they are not as virile as they once were. I let him know when other ladies are checking him out and he does the same for me. More importantly, he still gets handsy with me and I with him. We grope each other all day long. So, I can’t complain about this time in his life. I love him period!