A TV show turned me from a boring mother into a nymphomaniac

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This week we hear from Charlotte*, straight married living 44 years old Birminghamwith his wife and three children.

Before this week he would describe it as sex that life is ‘destructive and boring’, sex several times a month missionary location. But now a new TV show has reignited the passion in her marriage.

Is he guilty? competitors Open Disney+. The sex scenes left Charlotte and her husband Simon* desperate for sex, with the mother-of-three wanting to do it up to twice a day.

‘I have never entered porn Because it seems seedy to me, but Rivals is more cheerful and entertaining. “Watching this together really made us both feel horny and turned on again,” she explains.

‘We’re suddenly keen to try new places and positions, some we’ve never tried before even though we’ve been married for twenty years!’

Charlotte, who actually has three children, says the biggest problem is trying to keep the moans, groans and movements under control.

Without further ado, here’s how he spent this week:

The sex diary below is, as you might expect, unsafe for work.

Monday

It was 9.30pm and after finally putting all the kids to bed, Simon and I sat in front of the TV to watch Rivals. Set in the Cotswolds, the film begins with a couple noisily joining in on the Concorde. Mile High ClubMeanwhile, a stewardess is frantically knocking on the toilet door.

As the couple exits the restroom and walks away as if nothing happened, Simon turns to me with a twinkle in his eye. His hand touched my thigh and moved up my leg, towards the zipper of my jeans.

Normally at this time of night I’m exhausted from work and taking care of the kids and ready to put on my pajamas. I assumed my lack of intimacy with Simon was the inevitable result of being married for so many years; Couples drift apart over time, right?

Right now I feel so moved by what we’ve both just seen, and I know Simon feels the same way.

I stood up to quietly close the living room door and took off my jeans and pulled them down before setting Simon down on the sofa. I can immediately feel him being hard underneath his chinos as he quickly pulls his chinos and boxers down and slides inside me.

I feel sexy and exhilarated as I ride him, quickly and frantically, with the same urgency as the couple on TV, unbuttoning my denim shirt for him to put his hands inside my bra.

We quickly climax before turning off the TV and heading to bed.

Tuesday

I forgot to set my alarm, so I’m going to make a mad dash to get everyone fed and clothed before school starts this morning. Sitting at my desk all morning I can’t stop thinking about the sex from the night before.

It was a very contradictory situation for us and it was not compulsory missionary work as usual. Simon must be thinking the same because at lunchtime my phone beeps with a message: ‘Same again tonight?’

Normally, when three little kids meant I was always so clumsy, I would roll my eyes, get mad at him, and secretly rage at his obsession with sex (he was always the one who wanted it more). But today, as I replay the antics in the living room in my mind, I actually feel like I’m starting to get aroused.

Something about making sex seem so exciting on the TV show reminded me that it’s not just something married people do to make babies, it’s exciting.

As soon as the kids go to bed we move on to the next part. We’re barely past the first 10 minutes when I realize how good Simon’s aftershave smells.

I bend down, literally kiss him with my tongue! Something we almost never do these days. Instead of always letting Simon take the lead, I start unbuttoning his jeans and feel that he’s already hard.

But then the sound of our youngest screaming because he fell out of bed brings everything back to reality with a bang. The next hour we spend trying to get him back to sleep restricts any action taken tonight.

Wednesday

This morning I found myself thinking sex when I’m in the shower and really horny.

I quickly shave my legs and armpits; This is something that is very rarely done these days.

And when I put on my panties and bra, I choose a pair that actually looks sexy rather than a pair that meets the usual comfort criteria.

I kiss Simon on the lips as he walks out the door to work, give his pert hips a cheeky squeeze, and feel like I can’t wait for what comes next.

It’s evening and I get the kids to bed incredibly quickly so Simon and I can watch another episode of Rivals and hopefully tune in for the Monday night rerun.

This time, sex in the mailroom is not as flashy as on the Concorde, but the urgency and secrecy still make it exciting.

“If I worked with you, I would definitely fuck you in the mailroom,” I laugh at Simon.

‘Would the living room work?’ Simon asks, pressing the pause button on the TV remote control.

Instead of me straddling him, this time he stood up and lifted me up, my legs wrapped around him and he pushed me towards the living room door and came inside me.

It feels so naughty that I orgasm within minutes and Simon doesn’t have much time behind me either.

Thursday

Today at work I find myself daydreaming about different places and positions where Simon and I can have sex. After three kids and all these years together, I never expected sex to be this exciting again.

I even order new underwear to replace what must be more than a decade old, and while I opt for impractically sexy sets, I smile to myself imagining Simon’s face when I try them on.

Annoying parent-teacher evenings and Simon’s late train mean I’m already asleep by the time he gets home. Today is a cancellation day.

Friday

Date night. Instead of finding a babysitter and going out to dinner or a movie like we always do, we put the kids to bed on time and watch three more episodes of Rivals.

The pent-up sexual tension between Rupert and the beautiful Tag turns us both on, and even the sex between Cameron and the not-so-sexy Lord Tony Baddingham feels exciting.

Yes, it’s embarrassing sometimes, but some of it seems to rub off on both of us and make us feel sexier.

At 23:00 I tell Simon about the new underwear I ordered. When I go to the kitchen to lock up for the night, Simon follows me.

‘Close the curtain,’ he says. Then she bent me over the kitchen table, pulled up my satin skirt, and lifted my sweater over my head.

Normally I would moan about the glass table being uncomfortable or worry that I would break it, but now I enjoy sex in a different way. location and the position is so great that I don’t think about any of it, because I climax not once but twice.

Saturday

The postman brings my new underwear and I go upstairs to try them on while the kids watch TV downstairs.

I stand in front of the bedroom mirror wearing a lacy thong and a very revealing bra, my nipples hardening because I’m cold. Simon comes out of the shower with his towel on and does a double take.

‘Damn you look amazing!’ He smiles, stands behind me, and kisses the back of my neck as his hands roam over me.

‘Stop it!’ I laugh and push him away. ‘The kids are downstairs.’

‘And….?’ He says.

Without any discomfort, she drops her towel and I can feel her pressing against me.

‘We can’t do it now,’ I say.

Normally, we never have sex during the day when the kids are home for fear they might come in. There are no locks on any of our doors, so this is very risky.

But still today the risk seems to fly out the window when Simon suddenly walks in behind me while I’m standing in front of the mirror.

After years of feeling too motherly to be sexy, I feel sexy again, and it’s reassuring to know it’s mutual.

‘Stop!’ I scream, I hear footsteps coming up the stairs. While Simon grabs his towel and the two oldest children argue, I disappear into our bathroom.

We’ll soon have family arriving for the day and evening, so frustratingly there won’t be time for TV or sex tonight.

Sunday

The morning is a slow, hungover workout. I’m trying to get away from the family spending the night and help the kids with their homework.

When it’s bedtime, we get into bed and watch the rest of Rivals, touching each other, on our bedroom TV before having full-on sexual intercourse.

This time I’m too tired to put on new underwear or do anything exciting, but it’s enjoyable and extremely satisfying. Later, as we lay side by side, I realized how happy I was that we were both enjoying each other’s bodies so much again. It’s like the old days before childhood.

There’s no doubt that this has brought Simon and I closer, too, and while Rivals is partly cheesy and slapstick, I’m grateful for the fun, happy, and mutually enjoyable experiences it’s helped us have together.

Sorry to end the series, we’re convinced it won’t take too long for a second and we’re already planning to start an outdoor match when the weather starts to warm up.

The show focused on excitement worksBut Simon and I are happy to have rediscovered the excitement right under our noses.

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