I was one of these men. I'd often go 4-6 weeks between sex sessions with my wife and sometimes
as much as 2-3 months. I slept in a separate bed and when we did do it, it was because she had
paid my room a visit and hopped onto my D. I think there were a few reasons. I've never been
a sexual man, I hate being naked and I find the whole thing very difficult to navigate. I don't know
how to flirt or escalate at all and I'm so 'meh' about sex that honestly I can't be bothered to attempt
to learn how to improve this. It was always a chore that I was glad was over and done with, I don't feel
sexy so I don't act sexy. To me it's as pointless as dancing and with just as many opportunities to embarrass
myself in attempting it. I'm pretty crap in bed, I'm in too much of a state of anxiousness to enjoy the moment
and to put a cherry on top I absolutely HATE being touched by others. Yay autism.
The quiet, demure, shy, feminine student I got with at the start had become a driven, successful girl boss.
An actual one, not just one of these chicks that claims to be one. She is a consultant actuary, with a First
degree in business and economics. Tall and attractive. £250k salary but she had to be in control of everything
and was incapable of being wrong about anything. She is extraordinarily clever but you just couldn't tell her
anything, even about stuff she knew NOTHING about. Some would probably say she outgrew me. She also
always proclaimed herself to be a feminist. Got sick to death hearing about that I can tell you.
Then, she became a very, very good poledancer.
It started as a hobby and within 5 years she was teaching at her club/school and I had built her a self
contained purpose built pole dance studio in our garden because I was sick of her being out training
or teaching 3-5 evenings a week, (Which she actually was by the way. You have to train a LOT to maintain
strength and flexibility and she was competition level good) the studio was so that she could train at
home and not have to keep going out all the time. She just did both. I saw even less of her, when
she was at home she'd be out in her studio. Pole dancing also saw the introduction of social media into
her life. It was "Just to keep in touch with the girls at pole because that's how they arrange stuff..." but
as you'd imagine it wasn't long before her phone was welded to her hand and she was posting scantily
clad pics on her profile. Both of which I found a complete turn off. Thirdly, her physique changed, she
became very physically strong and her arms and shoulders had stopped looking feminine, again another
turn off. I tried to warn her before it got that far that muscly chicks don't do it for me when she started
pole and even pointed out a few in her class with the kind of body that turns me right off. Knowing my
ex wife I knew that she would go at her new hobby like it was the most important thing ever and she'd
have a physique like a scaffolder in no time. She went ahead and did it anyway of course.
Long story short, I stopped feeling like the male in the relationship, I'm not nearly as driven as she is,
I remain uninterested in being a huge success in some way, I was just happy to have our little property
business to run, a wife and a dog. Threw nearly 20 years into that relationship. On my own now as many
know and am steaming towards 4 years of celibacy. I haven't been on so much as a date since splitting
with my wife. Believe it or not, despite everything I really loved her, splitting then divorcing really hurt.
My marriage taught me that I'm far too broken to inflict myself on another female, they have wants and
needs that (usually) revolve around touch and intimacy and I'm not comfortable with either. Its why I've
taken myself off the market, it's unlikely I'll find a woman who is happy with just companionship and
conversation so I've stopped looking.
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