With my husband I would have sex with him because I thought I had to, that I owed it to him, that it was my wifely duty. I hated sex in general, not just with him but with everyone. So looking at it that way, I can answer that and say yes.
Now when I met Doc something changed. It had been 13 years since I had had sex. I attacked Doc, I ripped his clothes off and just took him. I had never done anything like that before ever, I was never the aggressor. From that first night sex wasn't a chore, something I hated or something that I felt I had to do. I wanted to do it and I loved it.
For Doc and I we have found that for the most part we both are in 100 percent total agreement on what we wanted, enjoyed, and did in bed, or sexually speaking. There are some things that I want to happen that he has basically put his foot down on and refuses to do, but it isn't anything between us alone. I want people to watch us have sex, and I want to see him with another man, not necessarily having sex, but getting examined by for example. He will not do either of those.
But other than those things, we are 100 percent copacetic