Memories of the best (and worst) rides of your life.
For most people, the one word that springs to mind when they think of marital sex is probably ‘boring’, and I’ll readily admit that was particularly true for me and my husband. I guess we’d got ourselves into a bit of a rut. We definitely weren’t having sex as often as we used to and when we did, let’s just say we knew what to do to get the job done. We’d climax, sure, but it wasn’t very exciting and rarely knocked our socks off. What can I say, sometimes life gets in the way, and gradually, sex becomes less of a priority.
That all changed around our fifth wedding anniversary. While our sex life had certainly stalled, our love for each other definitely hadn’t, and we really wanted to celebrate making it half a decade with our wedding rings still on and those feelings we had when we first met still intact, so we booked a luxury break away from it all, just the two of us.
We wanted all out luxury, so went for this really over the top romantic package, that included breakfast in bed, chocolates and champagne, rose petals on the bed, the works. It was in amongst all the planning that I thought this would be the perfect opportunity to finally get our sex life back on track. While my husband sorted out the booking, I divvied up a sex menu for us to use on our break. We each came up with five new things we wanted to try – positions, fantasies, toys etc – plus a few things that we already knew we loved and they all went on the menu.
The plan was that we each got to choose one starter, main course and dessert and we could take as many turns as we wanted until we had completed all of the items on the list. The thrill of it on the lead up to our break way was nearly enough to tip us both over the edge, and we’d send each other sexy messages about what we were going to do every day, but to make the night even hotter, we said we’d do our best to abstain the week beforehand.
In the hotel that night, we set the scene. My husband bought me roses, and we started the evening drinking bubbles and eating chocolates in bed. Then I slipped into something a little more comfortable that I felt amazing in. I sashayed out to him and his reaction skyrocketed my confidence. He was gaga for me. And for the first time in a long time, I felt that same lust for him that I did when we first started going out.
He started by peeling off my stockings and removing my lace corset and began with a lengthy oral session, something we rarely made time for at home,
before moving on to his chosen ‘main course’, doggy style in front of the hotel’s gigantic, antique mirror. For dessert, we finished with me straddling him in the shower.
After that, we cuddled while we recovered before moving into a 69 and finishing with my legs wrapped around his waist, while we rocked back and forth on the edge of the bed. Let’s just say I’d have hated to be the people staying in the room next door!
We drew the whole night out, taking time to really enjoy all those things that we set out on the menu, before collapsing into a deep, satisfied sleep… and doing it all again in the morning.
Since then, our sex life has improved ten fold, and I can say, hand on heart, that it’s anything but boring. These days, we actually make time for sex and really make the effort to prioritise the other person’s pleasure – and yes, we take regular breaks away. It takes a bit of imagination to keep things fresh, sure, but the pay off is totally worth it.