Healthy Sex Support Group
This community is dedicated to an open discussion about healthy sex and sharing thoughts and feelings about sexuality and improving one's sex life. Most active adults desire to have an active and fulfilling sex life, both for themselves and also their partner. Here we discuss common sexual challenges faced by both men and women.
So, I posted a few days ago and decided that I was going to try and make the best of the good things between us. He's really not that bad, is he? He's a lovely guy really, isn't he? The impotence isn't his fault, is it? It's just as frustrating for him, if not more, than it is for me, isn't it?
So I've stayed at his two nights and I try to enjoy the cuddling and stroking which leads nowhere, I try to put anything else out of my mind. But it's so difficult and as we lay cuddling and holding each other so tightly, the tears start to roll onto the pillow. I'm not even crying, it's just happening. I don't want him to know, if he does know he doesn't say anything. I want him so much. But I'm worn out. I'm tired of always being the one to initiate things.
I make us coffee and we drink it in bed. I go to the bathroom and when I come back he's already dressed. He's going to shower after breakfast. I'm doing my hair just wearing my underwear, nice underwear, classy not trashy. Underwear I bought when I first knew him and when I assumed he would like it. Before he said he's more into touching. I don't wear it very often but I'm trying to cheer myself up. Trying to make myself feel better, and I do look alright, my body is alright, my skin is still good with only a few stretch marks. I'm not too overweight or too thin. I'm a bit pear shaped but I have curves and I'm not saggy. But I feel unwanted and ugly because his body won't respond to me.
I'm doing my hair, he walks behind me. He's close to me. Please do something, I think, anything that shows me that you see me, that I'm not invisible, that I'm not old, that my body doesn't revolt you, that you think I'm alright. He pauses for a minute. Is he looking at me? He briefly runs his finger along the edge of the shiny panties, then he turns away and picks up his binoculars. I ask him what he's looking at. There's an interesting bird in the garden, he says. It's on the bird table. The old bird in the bedroom with him obviously isn't quite so interesting. I put the rest of my clothes on.
Would you like croissants for breakfast, I'll go and buy us some, he says. I agree. Whatever.
So I've stayed at his two nights and I try to enjoy the cuddling and stroking which leads nowhere, I try to put anything else out of my mind. But it's so difficult and as we lay cuddling and holding each other so tightly, the tears start to roll onto the pillow. I'm not even crying, it's just happening. I don't want him to know, if he does know he doesn't say anything. I want him so much. But I'm worn out. I'm tired of always being the one to initiate things.
I make us coffee and we drink it in bed. I go to the bathroom and when I come back he's already dressed. He's going to shower after breakfast. I'm doing my hair just wearing my underwear, nice underwear, classy not trashy. Underwear I bought when I first knew him and when I assumed he would like it. Before he said he's more into touching. I don't wear it very often but I'm trying to cheer myself up. Trying to make myself feel better, and I do look alright, my body is alright, my skin is still good with only a few stretch marks. I'm not too overweight or too thin. I'm a bit pear shaped but I have curves and I'm not saggy. But I feel unwanted and ugly because his body won't respond to me.
I'm doing my hair, he walks behind me. He's close to me. Please do something, I think, anything that shows me that you see me, that I'm not invisible, that I'm not old, that my body doesn't revolt you, that you think I'm alright. He pauses for a minute. Is he looking at me? He briefly runs his finger along the edge of the shiny panties, then he turns away and picks up his binoculars. I ask him what he's looking at. There's an interesting bird in the garden, he says. It's on the bird table. The old bird in the bedroom with him obviously isn't quite so interesting. I put the rest of my clothes on.
Would you like croissants for breakfast, I'll go and buy us some, he says. I agree. Whatever.
My H has issues also, but Yay Viagra... Without V, he still groaps and paws (in a good way) I still feel needed and wanted sexually. If he doesn't take V, he'll give it a go.. Sometimes it works sometime not. I am satisfied either way.. He is good like that.
Previous comment .. Prostate stimulators ... Super fun! If u can get a guy with an open mind. But in return learn the art of dirty talk, anal, oral and anything in between.