We soon enough went for dates to cafes to get to know each other quite well. She was intriguing, mysterious and sexy. She didn’t open up to me at first, but eventually, she started talking to me and told me about all the things that fascinated her-science, literature, Michelangelo and… Kamasutra. That was a first! I was smitten with her. She was bold enough to tell me that she was deeply fascinated with the ancient text of erotic desire and shy enough to light the flame within me.
On our wedding night, we both seemed pretty excited to get on with sex. She was flexible, erotic and simply too desirable. It was a fantastic night as I made love to her. However, I was pretty tired with all the wedding preparations and rituals, so I preferred going to sleep after one round. But just before I slipped into sleep, I noticed a slight look of discontent on her face. It was very subtle so I just brushed it off for the night as we had many more days ahead of us to make it up to her.
We had an amazing sex life. Every time, my wife used to come up with different positions for pleasurable sex and it was quite enjoyable. The honeymoon phase was very pleasing, but even after months went by, and as we started settling into our daily life more, my wife started getting impatient. As we both worked long hour shifts in our respective jobs, we used to get very tired by the end of the day but always made it a point to have sex daily! To be honest, it was getting a bit too much, considering having sex every day for the past 4-5 months, was too much. When I started saying that I was tired from work and refused to have sex every day, my wife started complaining. It seemed very unusual.
And that’s when the troubles began. She started getting irritated at the slightest matter and always branded me as a lazy person who couldn’t satisfy his wife. It used to hurt to hear all those things so I tried my best to please her in bed. But she never seemed satisfied at all! She started coming up with sex positions that not only seemed pretty difficult to do but might also get me a fracture somewhere if I happen to fall! Her sexual desires were almost impossible to fulfil.
Her remarks about my sexual incompetency started hurting me a lot. And slowly, I developed a fear within me about not being able enough in bed. I didn’t want to have sex with her anymore because the number of criticisms she hurled at me were massive and painful. I am incredibly tired of listening to her rants. She has put an insane amount of pressure on me for performing well in bed and it is only reducing my confidence and self-esteem.