3 Ways to Make Sure Domesticity Doesn't Kill Your Sex Life
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In every cohabby situation I've ever had, the frequency of sex has taken a dive shortly after the move-in. It's a weird formula; now that you see each other more, you have sex less. It could have something to do with the “newness” fading away, or the ever-growing presence of sweatpants, but for me I think it's more about the scarcity mindset.
If I order a pizza at home, I know I can eat three slices now and have the rest later. It's chillin' in my fridge, available at any moment. But if I'm at a party, and see a couple steaming pizza boxes, well I better eat all I want RIGHT NOW because it will look squirrelly if I stuff slices in my purse for later.
Before you move in together, and you're only seeing your SigO a couple nights a week, sex is always on the menu because you know tomorrow night it's back to spooning your Hitachi while you watch reruns of "Glee."
But once your partner has a permanent place to store their toothbrush and there's a spot on the couch in the shape of their ass, well there's no real rush. Sex can happen -- or not happen -- anytime.
Be mindful that going a week or two without sliding in and out of each other is different from a gaping hole in your sex life. When you just aren't interested in sex with your partner, period, it's often due to an issue larger than the monotony of deciding whose turn it is to scrub the toilet. A friend of mine currently going through a separation from her husband confided that they hadn't had sex in nearly 2 years. I repeat: Two. Years. So, I guess the separation didn't come as much of a surprise to either of them; a missing sex life is often a symptom that something in the relationship needs mending. Pay close attention to your libido. It could be speaking to you.
While I've never had a two-year lapse, I can still commiserate. Below are some ways to try and keep sex a regular thing, even when you know your Laundromat-loathing boyfriend has been wearing the same briefs for three days now.
1. Make a sex date.
While I'm a fan of spontaneous sex, I'm also a creature of habit. I know if I've had a long day, when 10 pm rolls around, the last thing I want to do is wriggle out of my panties and use them as a gag or whatever. While I hate to turn sex into some sort of chore, if putting it on your to-do list is the only way it happens, then set forth and schedule, fellow Type As. Set specific dates with your partner to get down like you're in the back bedroom of a Freshman year house party. The bonus of a longstanding Tuesday-night f*ck fest is the Pavlovian response one will start to build. Mmmm, Tuesday.
If you don't want to go that far, simply make a mental resolution that sex will happen tonight. Put the good lacy stuff on under your office attire, kick the dog out of the room, initiate a back massage -- whatever your method of fore-foreplay is.
2. Don't wait until bedtime.
If you want to talk about a mood-basher, let's stew on the time an ex of mine fell asleep mid-fingerbang. If you're the type to fall asleep 45 seconds after your head hits the pillow, then make an effort to initiate sex before your witching hour hits. Sex before dinner is fun. Or sex while dinner simmers on the stove? Don't burn the house down.