I’ve never found men my own age or younger to be the least bit interesting in bed.

(I am in my early thirties and my husband is 11 years my senior.) But one impromptu house call changed my thinking forever.

It was an unusual night. My two sons were sleeping over at a friend’s, and my husband, who would normally have off on a Friday night, was working his second job. I was lounging on the sofa in a pair of tight, athletic-type shorts, short white socks, and one of my husband’s sweatshirts. I was half snuggled in a comforter with the TV on, thinking about the hot bath, leg shaving, and the bush trimming I was going to do in anticipation of the lovemaking session I would have with my husband when he got home from work.

It was about 6:30 p.m. when the doorbell rang. When I opened the... Leer Más