“I dress myself - the ultimate tease. He thinks I'm kidding but I just can't go through with it. I decide not to sleep with him unless we are able to sleep together - as in really sleep, not just tumble around together pulling sheets every which way. How many married men could manage a sleepover? I send him on his way. I have visions of his unsuspecting wife sitting at home watching the clock and waiting for him, his dinner cold and uneaten. I like her more than I do him at the moment. We'd probably be friends if given the chance. And if she wasn't happy with him, I probably wouldn't be happy either. Anyway, why reheat someone else's leftovers?” LoveSexFoodInfidelityMarried Men Book:Catastrophic Expectations: Sex, Love, and the Pursuit of Marriage Source: Catastrophic Expectations: Sex, Love, and the Pursuit of Marriage
“We sleep in spooned positions for most of the night, comforting each other, holding on, not desperately, but with the certainty that we are over, recognizing that our love for each other isn't enough. We wake and something I'd forgotten stirred in me. I reach for him. Kiss him and let him kiss me back. Exploring each other with a recognition I know will comfort me later. And then he's inside me and I remember who we are. There is still love and I can dance this liquid dance and let it move me. He stops, pulls himself away from me, taking my breath with him. He lies there and I feel his tears on my flesh. His tears. All this time together and I had no idea he could cry.” SexLove HurtsHeartfeltHeartbreak QuotesEnding RelationshipsBittersweet Endings Book:Catastrophic Expectations: Sex, Love, and the Pursuit of Marriage Source: Catastrophic Expectations: Sex, Love, and the Pursuit of Marriage