For the first time in three weeks, our warm torsos touched. His hand caressed my back, exploring my waist and then hips. I had missed his hands on me but this felt new, a deliberate relearning. He pulled me…
Appreciating my curves without grumbling
I was complaining again. Whining about my inability to lose weight. My time-tested methods no longer worked on my age 50-plus body. DH rolled his eyes. “Yeah, right. You’re a cow,” he said. Translation: “I don’t want to discuss…
Our house needs more streaking
One weekday morning, I was working from home at the kitchen table, absorbed in a training document. Suddenly, I heard a boom, boom, boom in the hallway. I knew DH was in the bedroom but what was that odd…
Thou shalt not compare your sex life
Here’s a saying I learned long ago: “When you compare yourself to someone else, you will always come out less than.” So why in the world, when musing about our own sex lives, would we compare ourselves to others–or…
Why I love sex in my 50s
I love sex. I love everything about it and the way it makes me feel–happy, warm, contented. Sex in my 50s has challenges but it also has rewards. Here’s my list of the good stuff. My partner knows me…