posted by sooyup
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Daily trivia,
One-on-one
I wasn’t complaining about Emma’s increased sexual demands (described yesterday). No, it was definitely not a complaint, I told her when she had finished reading the post. It was merely an observation. Emma had an observation of her own. When we were first married, she said, we used to make love three times a day, and it didn’t merit a comment. I couldn’t disagree with that. Seven o’clock, mid-day, and half-ten, almost as regular as clockwork - with the occasional quickie at tea-time for good measure. “I was much younger then,” I pointed out in my defence. Age was obviously no excuse, but as a concession, we fucked shortly after coffee rather than before. I know from bitter experience, however, that this mid-morning session will be the first to go. It’s not that Emma prefers or even enjoys the daily morning routine of shopping for provisions, but we have to eat - if only to build up my strength.