You’re newly single, slightly nervous and back on the dating scene.
That’s exactly the situation Marcy Miller was in when she broke up with her husband and found herself – reluctantly – back ‘out there’ as an over 50s single woman.
But what happened next was a little confronting.
Marcy met a man in his 60s – Fred – who made it clear that any woman he dates is expected to have sex with him 300 times a year.
THREE. HUNDRED. TIMES. A. YEAR.
In the words of Debbie and Sue from Puberty Blues: What are you? A deadset rooting machine?
Marcy wrote a column about her dates with Fred in a column on Huffington Post:
I was fixed up with a man who was promised to be the “catch of the century.” Fred called and asked me out for a casual dinner the following night. He was over sixty, tall, fit, intelligent and interesting. We talked about restaurants, art, travel, movies and I felt that there was a connection and chemistry.
When I returned home, the phone was already ringing. Fred was calling to ask me for three more dates; I was available for two. Our second date was at a romantic piano bar and was equally as pleasant as the first. I was relaxed and enjoyed the good conversation and the flirting.
Our third date was a Saturday night dinner at a beautiful romantic garden restaurant. Over spaghetti bolognese, he casually asked if I liked sex. I was caught off-guard — it was such a random question in the context of our light banter — but I replied with a non-committal, “Sure, why?”
He explained that he loved sex, and that when in a relationship, he expected to have sex 300 times a year. This was why he had recently broken up with his fiancee. I was flabbergasted. Did he keep a running count and post it on his refrigerator? Was this an exaggeration, the lies of a braggart, or the words of a man with a truly voracious sexual appetite? Was this the new dating norm?
You can read Marcy’s full post here. For the record, she told him and his schlong to hit the road.
We can’t say we blame her.
I think we can all agree that everybody’s sex life is completely different. But still, 300 times a year does seem kinda a lot. Anyone?
So what do you think? Is having sex 300 times a year realistic? Possible? Desirable? And how often do people have sex – can you put an annual number on your sex life?
Top Comments
Probably average that :) Not always at my instigation, but I'm very happy that it happens!
After kids, I've had no sex drive. None. Not interested. There's a whole raft of issues, from the fact I was ripped from here to next week during birth and things have never been the same (one wrong move and I'm screaming in pain - and apparently there's 'nothing wrong' there, according to the docs), to his mental breakdown after the kid was born and all the consequences of that, to the idea of the kids busting in and/or banging and screaming outside the locked door whilst we try to get busy . He's lucky to get once a month, and thats a charity fuck to stop him whinging at me about it. I just couldn't be bothered any more. I miss the intimacy (I miss the intimacy outside the bedroom more) but I really don't miss the sex.
I hope you can sort this out. I can't imagine a guy being "lucky to get once a month" and sticking happily and faithfully around for the long term.