Turning Thirty

Sex life

If only I could pinpoint that crucial moment in our relationship when sex had stopped being a banquet and turned into a TV dinner. What if another woman came along and Sam fancied a little midnight snack? He had always been curious about my fantasies but we hadn't needed them back then. Reality had been a fantasy in itself. Now I wondered if we ought to be turning our fantasies into realities before it was too late.

It had happened so slowly that I hadn't noticed, but standing there with the cowboy in my hand just a fortnight away from my thirtieth birthday I resolved to do something about it. I had no intention of letting myself or our marriage disappear over the hill.