I honestly never thought that we would be in this kind of situation. Things have been amazing in more way than one. The romantic passion between the two of us was intense and even made the older couple jealous. Some days we couldn’t keep our hands off each other in an erotic embrace, and others we simply were under one another just in bed being lazy. Every day, no matter what we had planned, was always filled with excitement.
And now, that part of my life was slowly dying. I started yearning for that kind of love again, that same heated passion that we both had. Now, on a lucky day, the most passionate thing I can get would be some kind of breakfast in bed and foreplay before we get intimate.
Was this really what the rest of my life with this man was going to be like?