I am a stay-at-home mom, and I always have dinner ready for my husband when he comes home. I’m happy to see him. I thank him for “knockin’ out that rent.” And I have always made sure we were intimate. I THOUGHT I was my husband’s girlfriend, but boy, was I wrong! I now understand what you really meant when you say to be his girlfriend.
My husband does not care that my body is shaped a bit differently after three children. He still wants me and wants me to really want him. I’m tired with three children, two dogs, a cat, two hamsters and two fish. The last thing I want at night is some hanky panky, but it’s not all about what I want. Women want their husbands to do “this and that” and be “this and that,” and you know what they really want from us? SEX. Not just sex but “O-M-G – I have to have you” sex!
So, I’ve learned to put on his undershirt and nothing else. I give him the attention HE needs. And now he wakes up singing and doing dishes. He gets the kids ready for school, cleans the kitty litter, takes the garbage out, greets me with kisses and playful grabs and all is well. It may take you a few times to get excited about being frisky, but once you do, you both will remember what it was like when you first made love, and you’ll feel wonderful.
Shari
I THOUGHT I Was Being My Husband’s Girlfriend
