I can remember another time when my life centered around him. When every waking moment was consumed by the thought of having him look at me. Having him touch me. Having him kiss me. Having him make love to me. So sad that those times have ended and this marriage is stagnant and sad to me.

So many people end up like this. Why can't we find the one person that matches our desires? The world is so big and yet we let it be so small. We allow the daily things in life to drag us down and forget to nurture and feed our marriage so that it will continue to grow and sustain us through the rest of our lives. We go to work and are nicer to the people that we work with than the people we go home to live with. Do we not think we can be fired at home, too? I guess we realize that too late.

I have loved and been loved, yet, the ones I have loved have not remained as committed as I was to the marriage. Did I choose the wrong partner? It appears so. Am I at fault? Most definitely I share the blame. No one person makes a marriage die. It takes two. So where do we go from here? Do we give up? I say no. Most emphatically, NO.

I envision the day when I might be free. To explore the possibilities. To seek a partner who will stimulate my mind. Have you ever felt that stimulation? It is more powerful than you could ever imagine. Do you have sex just to have sex? I can't. For me, it is never sex. It is making love. Ah, a romantic? Perhaps. I need my mind touched by a man who is willing to keep me thinking. To keep me exploring my very being.

I want a partner who allows me to be who I am, yet knows that I want to be treated like a little girl sometimes. I want a partner who respects what I have to say and how I feel, yet is able to show me when I am wrong. I want a partner who lights me from within. A partner who will keep me burning with desire and who will share my dreams and expectations.

You might wonder what my dreams are? I'll tell you. My dreams consist of my life being shared by a partner who needs me, wants me, is needed by me and is wanted by me. I know he is out there. I know he waits and hopes for the same things. Can you imagine what making love would be like with that person? To walk around with my pussy clenching at just the thought of how he feels inside of me. To look at him when he is hard with desire and feel my mouth water with the need to taste him. To feel drunk with desire. To feel incomplete without his touch. To know the joy of when he enters me. To throb at the mere sound of his voice. To have him whisper in my ear; lick the inside of my ear; gently caress my nipples. To have his fingers massage my clit and slide deep inside. To have him let me suck my juice from his fingers; from his cock;'from his mouth.

I want to explore it all. Share it all. I need to walk up behind him and massage his cock right through his jeans. To feel his instant response to my touch. To know that I turn him on as he does me. I want it sweet, rough, fast, slow, hard, gentle, but most of all, I want it to never end. I want to give him all that I have and to have him return all that he has. I need passion and desire. I need excitement, thrills, experiments and a match for the voracious appetite that burns inside of me.

But most of all, I need a partner who will take the time to know what makes me burn, what makes me desire, what makes me happy and what it will take to keep me there. I need another chance.