I’m currently reading a novel by one of my favorite authors - Jane Green. Life Swap is about two very different women, both equally successful in their life choices and both equally restless and unfulfilled inspite of it. They swap lives and go on for a month-long roller coaster ride.

The book mentioned speed sex. Apparently, it was what married women’s so called sex lives are about. What with very busy husbands, demands of children, living the life of a dutiful wife and responsible member of the community (planning charity events, playdates etc), there’s just little left for a whole lot of loving come bedtime.

It would be so funny had it not been true. I can relate, not that my hubby and I indulge in speedy sex, but rather to the feeling of exhaustion at the end of the day. The idea of speed sex is tempting (as one of the housewives in the book says - sometimes you just want it over with so you could get back to sleep!) but I personally love the long hours of lovemaking. It would be something a lot of women these days experience especially those who also have thriving careers but are still expected to take care of everything else.

A just-married friend of mine was whining the other day about how tired both of them are by the time they reach home (which is about 9 or 10 pm) that they don’t make love everyday. I gaped at her in disbelief and reminded her that they were supposed to be in their honeymoon stage still. She expressed before that she wants to get pregnant. I reminded her that you have to have sex often (more than once a day) to achieve that goal.

In my opinion, all women’s sex lives should not begin to die down until they’re old and grey. I mean I began to really experience true lovemaking years after I lost my virginity. But hey, this isn’t my story.

(C)

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