So, I lost 30 pounds and updated my make-up , hair and fashion to be more appealing to him. All to no avail. Still not the slightest interest in me. The "find a mate " sites worried me that he was looking to leave, but didn't want to be alone. After much conversation, many tears, a well-timed e-mail from me to him, denials from him and a really awful week during which I thought the marriage was over we're finally starting to reconnect both intimately and sexually. The sex has been the greatest of my life. It's like he suddenly remembered everything I ever expressed an interest in (sexually) and has started incorporating it into our love making. Dirty, nasty, raw sex. Amazing!!! Every single day since then we've had sex at least once every day. More sex has led to more sex! And steamier sex, at that! I can't wait for him to come home and fuck me. I get wet just thinking about it. And if he's sent me a dirty text, no other foreplay necessary.
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