I had set goals to make this year, my year. I was fitter than I had been in years, regularly working out and seeing amazing results. I even had a brief but extraordinary fling with my gym personal trainer that was hot as fuck but we decided to cool it for a whole multitude of reasons but mainly because we had a good friendship and it was best to keep things professional. I was back in education part-time doing a 6-year degree to start eventually start a new career that would give me purpose, direction and hopefully job satisfaction. In the meantime, I was working retail Monday – Friday 9 to 5 in a stressful job, working out 5 days a week at the gym, on top of trying to make new friends when I had some spare time.
My relationship with my SO is a complicated one. We had been together a long time and were not the people we were when we met. We had both grown and maybe outgrown each other and some might say drifted apart. We are not married but lots of financial and personal obligations we are stuck with each other. As I reached my 30’s my sexual appetite and libido was on fire and through the roof. I realised I was in my sexual prime and a lot of baggage about my sexual side I no longer worried about but I needed constant stimulation, be it intimacy, sex drive and feeling desired and wanted.