My father died when I was in grade school, and my mother sacrificed her personal life and relationships to take care of me and my three siblings into adulthood. I don’t ever remember her going on dates, or having boyfriends or anything like that.
As an adult, she and I got to talking about our love lives and how she had noticed that my husband seems like a good man and father. And eventually the conversation turned to how I’m satisfied by him sexually and how she hasn’t had a lover of any kind in over a decade. I definitely got the longing vibe from her, like it was something she missed and really needed. And I felt so bad and so sorry for her.
Fast forward to a night or two later. My husband and I have a very fun and open way of communicating and lying in bed with him I blurted out “Would you ever want to have sex with my mom?” He was obviously skeptical of my question at first. But I told him about the conversation I had with her and that I think sex was something she really missed and needed. He was still apprehensive and reluctant but we bashed out some of the hypothetical details and I assured him I was okay with it and it wouldn’t affect our relationship. He was eventually on board.