Throughout our marriage, George's sex drive was what I consider to be extremely high.Now this is clearly exaggerated. I once dated a woman who wanted sex twice a day. It was hard work trying to keep a woman like that satisfied! Only once was I able to make love to her enough times in one night that she said that she was physically too sore to continue. The rest of the time, I just couldn't do it enough for her.
He would have been happy having sex twice a day, everyday. Anything less than everyday, he considered to be too little, and would ask me, "How come you never want to have sex?"
But that was 20 years ago. Now I am 47 years old. My wife is young and athletic, and quite able to accommodate me. She goes on to say:
It wasn't necessarily his sex drive that was the problem. It was the manner in which he went about getting his desires fulfilled. He had what seemed to me to be an aberrant disregard for myself and my comfort. I would go to bed between 10:00 and 12:00. He would then wake me up for sex when he decided to end his computer ventures of the day, or when he just wanted to take a break.So she would sneak off to bed while I was working late, and I was "aberrant" for wanting to join her in bed!