My Sex Tape Is Out There, Somewhere
I know for sure, someone has a copy
Marriage is a funny thing. Married couples trust each other fully and completely, without any doubts, because we believe it will last forever. And then it doesn’t.
But what happens to all our secrets when we pull the plug on the relationship?
In addition to being pretty great life partners, my ex-husband and I were fantastic sexual partners. We were experimental, adventurous, and uninhibited. We engaged in sex whenever and wherever we deemed appropriate, or inappropriate.
When he would come home from business trips we didn’t wait to get to the house, we’d have sex in the back seat of the car at the airport. Tinted windows should be a non-negotiable term in a good relationship.
We did it in public washrooms, on balconies of hotels, I gave him road-head on many occasions, while he was driving. There were basically no limits to our lovemaking.
One year, we chose to vacation at Disney World in Florida. We had rented a room in a mediocre hotel near the theme park, because we were budget-minded travelers. We didn’t care about the room as much as we cared about our holiday.
That mediocre hotel room became home to a never ending porn movie during the time we occupied it. It’s a…