Logistics

“How do you do it with everyone else?” she asked.

“Huh? What do you mean?” I replied.

“Make plans. Have sex with people.”

“I don’t very often.”

At this point, I explained both that it’s been quite a while since I had any regular sex with anyone other than my wife, and that even when I did, the times at which I did were relatively constrained. V and I almost always met at 10:30 or so on weeknights. Or during the day, when we both were able to carve an hour or three out of our schedules.

I met the Amazon a little before lunch time. I met Luna after a fund-raiser, after dinner time. Not quite 10:30, but late.

This is the thing. Because I spent so long absenting myself from my family as much as I did, I have a basic rule to which I hold myself: I don’t miss time with the family to have sex. Sometimes, if I have a work or social event that takes me away from home at dinner or bedtime, I’ll extend my evening to permit the sex. But otherwise? Not so much.

That probably means I miss out on some quality sex. It definitely makes me a frustrating person to have an ongoing thing with. But my loyalties and priorities are, alas, clear. In ways that, for many years, they weren’t so much.

3 comments

  1. It is surprising how you manage to have us all believe on this blog that you meet countless women for sex every week… And yet you’re now a family man 🙂
    I say good for you, you have your priorities straight.
    Well, easy for me to say, I don’t have an ongoing thing with you 😉

    1. Except I don’t construct it that way. I would say, thankfully, it is no longer the case that I’m prepared to sacrifice time with my family for “adventures.”

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