We were talking about dating and sex in the breakroom at work. First of all, I still have no idea why when a group of people get together the conversation turns to this topic. Some things are just better left unsaid, especially in the break room at work. This may not have happened a lot to other people but it happens to me all the time. I think the reason it does is because I am very vocal about not caring if I ever have sex again and that surprises a lot of people, especially other single women.
The topic had worked it's way around to how often do you think is enough for sex? And how long? Really. That was it. People ranged from twice a week to everyday, from 30 minutes to five hours. FIVE hours! Gimme a break! FIVE HOURS? Not on a good day! Something is wrong with you if you have to have sex for 5 hours and you want me to believe that you like that! I just would not do that. Nor would I have sex everyday. Twice a month is enough for anybody.
I mean, who in their right mind wants someone all over them pounding away for five hours? Really? And I dont care how good it is! Nothing is that good for five hours. NOTHING! Not even ice cream. If you cant get it done in 30 minutes to an hour, then you got to get up off me and get out of my house never to return again. NEVER, EVER.
For the record, I would like to date again. I like the companionship and sometimes every once in a blue moon I get lonely. But dating someone would eventually mean having sex. And I dont want sex. I have lived long enough to be able to say I dont want sex and not feel guilty about it. So I guess I wont be dating for awhile. Because not only do I not want sex, I dont care that I dont want sex.