She is in bed next to me. She is my wife. I bring her iced tea and soup and desserts.
Anything she wants.
Twenty five years ago we made love. I liked it. At least I had orgasms. She seemed excited. Did she have orgasms ? I don’t know.
Then we got married and we stopped making love. The silence and the sadness became like brick and mortar .
Maybe one day, I will find another lover.
Maybe…
David that is a truly lonely story. Back early in the last century, you could take your wife to a doctor to treat her for hysteria. I don’t think that is done anymore.
No. Freud’s classic work was „A Case Of Hysteria“. Wives were expected to „submit“ to their husbands. The Church recognized not doing so as grounds for annulment. Still does, I think.
You just might be onto something.