An oldie revisited here.
I’ve read many a blog posting regarding the use of condoms, having safe sex, what kind of condoms are your favorite, safe oral sex, etc. Hell, I even won a package of condoms from Single Mom Seeking in response to a post she did on this very topic! They were even mailed to me in a discreet envelope. T is a very sexual woman, something she blogs openly about (which I admire), where I sort of tend to run around the subject most of the time.
Interesting topics on this very discussion are always had by Dad’s House as well. David is a big advocate of the safe sex, and by far, so is everyone else. However, this did get me to thinking as it recently dawned on me …
I was with the same man for well over 12 years. Ten of those years being married to him, two in the dating and engagement stage. After the divorce and taking some time for myself, dating wasn’t really the issue. It was the whole sex thing. I am a bit of an old-fashioned girl, I admit. I like the chivalry in men I date, I like the door opening, hand holding, giving of flowers, offering up of your seats … in fact, I like it a lot. I find this to be something that can and will get my hormones jumping. So if I find that in a man, and I like that man for who he is, and it actually gets to the stage of us having sex, and then let’s just say we make the decision that it’s ONLY us having sex, and BAM, I’m in a relationship? My question becomes … When does the safe sex become the safe sex?