Making out

Anytime I started a new relationship with someone of the opposite gender there was always that new anticipation and butterflies in the stomach as I longed for every contact whether it be holding hands or the brush of skin in skin, it would make my heart stop and catch the breath in my throat.  I know a lot of this is due to the newness of everything, but there is something in realizing you are the object of someone else’s affections.  The feelings were always so enticing and intoxicating as I would find myself enfolded in someone else’s arms, feeling their lips against mine claiming my mouth as their own as they staked their claim. 

I guess you are wondering why I am writing about all this.  Upon a lot of retrospection I have felt that this is a very important aspect of any relationship and I feel it is something that a lot of couples lose sight of. How come we don’t see older couples making out the way newlyweds do?  I understand that through the years of companionship we adjust in the way we communicate with each other, but does that mean we no longer need the basics?  Just because a man can “claim” a woman sexually, does that mean he no longer has the desire to claim her mouth with his tongue?  Maybe I am only commenting on my own relationship, but sex can be just sex, and many times it feels rushed and common as it is fit into a hectic day of work and kids.  For me if my husband takes the time to kiss me and I mean really kiss me, it becomes more than just the wham bam thank you ma’am.  It all the sudden is more intimate; it makes me feel more desirable.  Maybe this is just because one of my languages of love is physical touch.

Does anyone else feel that in the bust task oriented day the basics of arousal and physical touch are brushed over or forgotten?  Maybe I am just feeling this way based on where my relationship is at the moment.  I just miss the flame I used to see in my husband’s eye when he felt he had crossed an unseen barrier as I opened myself up to him.