We Only Had Quickie Sex For A Month & This Is How It Went
Changing It Up
Our next attempt happened one night when I only had a few minutes to spare before leaving for an appointment. Since we wanted to use this experiment to explore trying to have different kinds of sex in different places, we used our next rendezvous to try a quickie somewhere other than the bedroom. At first we thought the kitchen might be a good option, but had to rethink it when we realized our neighbors would most definitely see us through the window if they happened to take their elderly, blind dog out for a pee (note to self: invest in better blinds). Plan B? The downstairs bathroom. The kids had just fallen asleep, so we didn’t have to risk being distracted, so instead we just made it our mission to have one short, awesome burst of bathroom sex, and damn it, it was going to be amazing.
And honestly? It was pretty amazing. Because I had to leave very shortly, we got down to the good stuff very quickly, and since we didn’t have any time to waste, we were all about efficiency. One quickie tip we learned? Don’t bother getting fully undressed. And, uh, clear your perfume bottles and makeup off the bathroom counter if you don’t want things crashing around you things start heating up (rookie mistake #2).
The best thing about our bathroom quickie though was that it was fun. So many times we put off having sex because we thought we didn’t have the time, or because we were preoccupied with different things, but that day we learned that, really, it’s not actually that hard to squeeze a little extra lovin’ into our days.
Passing Ships In The Night
Things were going so well during our experiment so far that it should’ve been totally easy to keep it going all month, right? Uh, not so much. About halfway through the month, my husband got super busy at work, leaving early in the morning, and often not coming back home until 8 or 9 p.m. And we were both exhausted — I was totally drained from spending so much time solo mom-ing it with two preschoolers, and he was drained from spending so much time at work and on the road. So while I would use that brief evening time to get some writing done (and, let’s be honest, to just be alone for a little while), he would often come home and fall right into bed.
This setup is kind of the unfortunate reality of our marriage right now — and probably, I’d imagine, for a lot of couples who have young kids. He works and travels a ton, and our children are so much work that we rarely have time to just talk to each other about non-kid-related things, let alone spend time together. We both know about this and hate it, but for now, it’s just kind of how things are. Eventually, we remind ourselves, the kids will be in school and will become a bit more independent (that happens, right? Please tell me that happens), and we’ll be able to hang out again as BFFs, not just as Maddie and Reid’s parents.
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