You know that sweaty, passionate, make up sex that happens after you’ve had an argument with your significant other? The kind that’s part comfort, part still working out some of that residual anger that might still be clinging to the both of you? The kind that leaves you feeling close to your partner again?
Well I don’t.
In previous relationships, I was never a fan of make-up sex. It could have been that, especially with the exhusband, sex was such an emotionally charged, touchy subject anyhow, that an argument just brought our sexual difficulties to light even more, I dunno. We were really sexually dysfunctional for a lot of years.
But I’m pretty sure that in our decade together, we didn’t have make up sex even once. We often went to bed angry, or if not angry, then with lingering bad feelings toward one another.
Last night, CBG and I had our first fight. I’ll call it a “fight” – it’s the closest we’ve come in our almost year together. It didn’t last long…we were able to reel it in before it got out of hand. It was a series of miscommunications, misunderstandings, and misdirected frustrations.
But I’ll be honest – the temptation was there. It had been a long and emotionally tiring weekend for me, and then with the news of the neighbour girl’s brush with death, I was feeling pretty on edge. It was tempting to just take that upset out on him, particularly when he gave me good reason to do exactly that. I’m sure it was also easy for him to keep pointing his frustration at me – it had been both a long and tiring week and evening for him, too – even though that wasn’t where it belonged.
My point is, is that for the first time likely in my whole life, I found myself wishing for make-up sex. Maybe it’s the fact that we’re not together all the time, or maybe it’s because he and I have no “issues” when it comes to our sexual relationship, but when I went to bed last night, I found myself wishing that we had been together….so that we could have comforted each other in that way.
Or at the very least, worked off any remaining frustration.