I still remember being left in stunned silence when Trish, my neighbor from two doors down, said to me that day, “Listen, Dorothy, if you haven’t had two men at the same time, you’re really missing out.”

I should explain that for the first five years Christopher and I were married we had a fantastic sex life. He wasn’t one of those “slam-bam-thank-you-ma’am” guys. Each time we made love, he made sure I went to sleep satisfied. Recently, though, both our jobs became more stressful and we’d found it more difficult to find quality time for each other. Our sex went down from daily to twice a week, if that, and even then seemed robotic.

When we finally talked about it, Christopher suggested that maybe buying a sex magazine would stimulate us. I had my doubts, and... Read More