I’m one of those people who think that in order for a relationship to work, both sides have to be sexually compatible, among other things. And I wasn’t a believer of the sex after marriage myths, as both me and my girlfriend at the time (now wife) had a decent sex life at least a few times a week. But boy was I wrong. After getting married and having two kids, my wife turned borderline asexual.
Sex became a complete chore for her, and I had to directly ask for it, and if she had a good day, scratch that…a good week, then maybe I could get some. Even small gestures of affection became something I started asking for. As much as I hate to admit it, cheating came across my mind a couple of times, but the better part of me decided against it, as I still love my wife and it would crush me if anything happened between us that would affect my kids.
After a few months of a dry spell in the bedroom, I couldn’t take it anymore and decided to bring the issue up. I expressed my dissatisfaction and we got in a pretty bad fight which ended up with me sleeping on the couch for about a week. Apparently, the reason she didn’t want to have sex with me was all the stress at work and home weren’t allowing her to relax and enjoy it as much as she did before we had kids.
Desperate to save my marriage, I dedicated myself to finding ways for her to get back to enjoying sex, and for me to have sex. I came across a thread on /r/sex, where a person was describing some sexual experiences while using a jungle juice popper. Having only heard about poppers decades back when they were associated strictly with gay people, it never occurred to me that it can work as a stimulant that enhances sexual experience.
I decided to discuss the involvement of a jungle juice popper in our sex with my wife, and even though she was skeptical at first, she agreed on it as an attempt to save our sexless marriage. As soon as the package arrived, I got excited and was looking forward to the night at hand. As soon as the kids went to bed, we jumped in the bedroom with excitement (I know I was, can’t say she was too hyped) and it all started.
We took a sniff out the bottle during foreplay, and I swear to God I’m not over-exaggerating when I say every touch felt so intense we couldn’t stop shivering and shaking. The effects were short-lived but it was enough to get things going. After about 15 minutes of passionate and lustful love-making, we decided we want to take another sniff before finishing. We did, and it was one of the most mind-blowing experiences for both of us – where the spark was once gone, it was now a fire.
We basically started having sex again, and she admitted she was enjoying it. In fact, we started having sex every time an opportunity presented itself, and her overall behavior changed as well. I think it’s safe to say that drugs, sex drugs that is, saved my marriage. Weird, I know!