Libido mismatch

River is the perfect sweetie for me. Except for one thing. Her libido is far too low for my taste. She claims to have no libido at all. I know for a fact that’s not entirely true, but since it takes a week or two for her libido to kick in, it might as well be true because for me three days is a long time.

I can’t tell you how many times we’ve had conversations like this one, with a mix of humor and seriousness on both sides.

“There’s stuff you can take that’s supposed to increase your libido.”
“Why would I want to do that?”
“Because I want you to.”
“So I’d just be taking it for you.”
“You know that SSRI I take?”
“You know I don’t do it for me. I do it for you. Because I don’t want you to have to live with me when I’m not on it.”
“I don’t miss not having a libido.”
“I don’t mind being depressed.”
“What would having a libido do for me?”
“Try it. You might decide you like it. Like I like not being so depressed.”
You’ll like it. You’ll get more of what you want.”
“I want you to want it, too.”
“I’ve got other things to do.”
“It doesn’t take as much time and energy as you think.”

I don’t think it’s as bad as I make it out to be. At least she enjoys sex when we have it. She can’t fake that, and wouldn’t. But she’s got a short memory, and part of my job is to remind her how much she likes it.


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