Good-bye Husband, Hello G-SPOT!
By the end of her marriage, she’d given up trying to have a G-spot orgasm; she thought maybe anatomically she wasn’t capable of one. But one night post divorce, that G-bomb came out of nowhere: KA-POWEE. It was a back-arching, sould-screaming, ‘Hallelujah!’
Afterwards however, she was freaked out – AND embarrassed. Cause it happened with a divorced man she hardly knew.
Why Him? she wondered. More importantly, why NOW? Why hadn’t it happened with her husband, someone she loved, or at least someone she’d dated more than twice?
She figured age was a contributing factor; she was closing in on forty after all. Or maybe it happened because she’d had kids; perhaps something got shook loose in her uterus during childbirth? Or maybe, just maybe, it was because she was more in tune with my body. But that made no sense whatsoever – she was still reeling from her ex’s infidelity when it happened, not eating, not sleeping, not exercising…
But then a new thought zoomed in for landing: “Maybe the why didn’t matter. It happened when it happened just because she was ready. Maybe she was simply meant to experience it for the ecstatic pleasure it gave her – period.”
All she knew for sure was that her body’s new talent thrilled her. If she’d remained married, where, by the end, her sexuality felt confined behind cold bars, she’d never have experienced anything close to this. Moreover, the timing of it suggested that there was more to her, more to her body, more to life than she’d ever imagined. What else what might life post-divorce unleash in her…and what might life post-divorce unleash in YOU?