My husband took the day off today. He just forgot to tell me that he was doing this, and I had made plans with a girl friend to go walking – and it was a girlfriend that I have trouble holding onto a date with.
Gavin said go take your walk and then we will spend the rest of the day together, and then he told me that he was taking the next day off too.
There was the initial feeling of joy and then panic. What would we do together? We are so used to being passing ships…or docked ships. Do we know how to be ships that are actively in port together anymore?
I decided to do something that I rarely do in my marriage, on a mid week morning. I just got naked. I did what I often have trouble doing in my own marriage – and talk to people about doing in their own lives all the time. I reached for sex. I actually did more than that, I asked for sex!
I asked for sex that I wasn’t even sure that I wanted, but I asked any way. I didn’t give my husband a script. I didn’t tell him what turned me on. I just asked him to make love with me.
Gavin said – “You will be late for your walk.”
I said, “No I won’t”
He looked at my nakedness and he came over and ran his hands over my unadorned body. “You know – your body is changing. I see you everyday so I don’t always notice, but you feel so different to my hands….your waist…oh….your ass..” He was positively purring. Well – this was a good start.
“There is a naked woman in my living room” He laughed. I left his arms and walked over to the bed.
“There is a naked woman in your bed…..”
Gavin climbed in after me and simply enjoyed touching my body. The man has good hands.
I wanted to do something a little different. I didn’t know what – just something….in retrospect just having sex in the middle of the morning on a weekday was a little bit different!!!
I climbed into his lap and just started to “run energy” with him. Running energy is breathing into each other bellies, and feeling your pelvis’s connect. It is very “Tantra”. My husband is not very Tantra!
He was very unsure. We had to adjusted our bodies. I tried to do what I have often done in workshops with my husband – I tried to focus on root chakra energy and breath. I could feel him becoming aroused. Well, I guess his his root chakra was awake….I was feeling encouraged.
I laid back in the bed, And left my legs and bottom just where they were in his lap. I was completely relaxed…soft. He had complete access to my body….and he took advantage of that….
You know – My husband is fine lover after 29 years or so…the fact that we can even get a buzz on from each other is something worth celebrating! I am not going into the details, but with my husband – I simply don’t worry “taking too long” or anything else. One of the joy of marriage is there is no self consciousness with him at all – there is just pleasure.
I return to consciousness, and began to love his body. This was not a day for rushing and I took my time with his pleasure. I think a lot about married monogamous long term sex. I was even thinking about it a little bit until his sounds of pleasure turned into softer breath, and a peaceful holding.
Was our love making this hot, frenzied place of passion? Well – No. But it was lovely….
I don’t know how long it has been in the space between our love making. Sometimes, life gets in the way of finding time for each other in this way. But perhaps the space doesn’t matter I don’t know. Perhaps what matters is that we can still come together, when we do come together and find pleasure with each other.
Our love making feeds me in the way that it feeds me. When we join together it is solid, without frills and deeply satisfying…
I had long ago stopped trying to create it into being something that it is not. I seem to only get into trouble when I want my marriage bed to something different than it is – when my expectations of my husband out strip where he wants to go….
But if I simply present myself – offer my body in a very simple way – this man reaches for me….and loves me so beautifully.
It is home made sex. Simple, satisfying and after almost three decades often without frills…but the kind of meal that you don’t have to worry about. You know if you bother to cook it….it will be just what you need. It will be enough.
Later that day – with the sun shining….Mr and Mrs took a walk in our neighborhood. We haven’t done this in a very long time. We held hands the way that we have held hands since I was seventeen years old. It is all so familiar and it is all so home grown. It is a big piece of who I still am….this man….our family…..our little home. Gavin doesn’t hold all the parts of me. But he does love, hold and know my heart like no one else.
Authors Note: This writing is from my private journals – and was written months ago. I hope you enjoyed it. It’s Valentines Day and I am on the road without my honey – I was missing “Home Grown Sex”!…
