My wife loves me very much. Tonight we were laying down and she was tired, I could tell. And she started to stroke me and then said, do I want to come in? So I did. For a bit. Maybe 10 or 15 minutes. And then I stopped.
I asked her if she had enjoyed it. And she was honest, bless her heart. She said she wasn't really in the mood. I am always grateful for her honesty. I asked her why she invited me in. She said she knew I wanted to.
That's all there is to this story. While it would be nice if she really enjoyed sex she still doesn't seem to really enjoy it that much. I could tell during the sex, of course. It was a loving thing to do on her part but it isn't a great joy for me either, of course.
I've been careful not to pressure her at all last few weeks. I wish I could tell you that I've been perfect but I did ask her if she wanted to have sex yesterday and she shrugged and so we didn't. Today she offered which was nice. I wasn't in any way pressing her. I think she perceived that I wanted sex, which wasn't that difficult and something I don't hide. I was kind of stressing out inside, it's been three days. Funny, before this, we would have sex almost entirely on weekends, and now I miss it if it isn't every other day.
My actual machinery works very well these days. Erections happen quickly and last a long time, compared to the old porn days. I'm pretty much always ready.