As someone who has a low sex drive (ie once a month would be fine for me) I have the (mis)fortune to be married to a lovely man with a high sex drive. TBH it causes 99% of the arguments in our relationship. As with others on here have mentioned, DH needs the sex to feel validated as a man, needed and loved by me, and to feel good, 'hot', desirable etc.
If time starts slipping by without having had sex, the pressure builds - I know it and he knows it. The doors start to be slammed a little, things are banged down on tables not just placed, the kids get a bit less of his attention, the stroppiness levels rise, he starts shouting at things he is trying to mend, or swearing when he drops things etc etc. It's like a storm approaching - the sky is darkening and you can see the black clouds building.
Now, tell me what I am supposed to do? Do I ...
a) think ok, better get it over and done with to prevent us all having a bl**dy miserable time
or,
b) he's behaving like a baby, sulking and throwing his toys around, and I'm not going to give in to his babyish behaviour.
In an ideal world, he wouldn't behave this way. I know that and he knows that. His excuse is that he's a man and that's just how it is. We've tried counselling (not just regarding this particular issue) - nothing came out of it that has helped here.
He's a brilliant father to the kids; we have an otherwise close and loving relationship; he's supported me through cancer, a breakdown and subsequent years of depression; he is working damn hard to support us all now that I cannot contribute to the family income; I'm on fairly heavy medication which may or may not be adding to my already low sex drive.
In reality, what are my options? Frankly, I can't think of anything other than giving in to his desire. 4 times out of 5, I will enjoy it and probably orgasm. I don't fake orgasm and never will.
But really, when we get off our high horses and feminist bandwagons, this is a fact of my life and I see myself as doing something to just oil the wheels of our relationship. Almost in the same way as my husband has to reluctantly cook supper when I'm finishing a painting. He doesn't want to do it, he's got better things to do like his work, but he knows that I'll be in a better frame of mind if I can just finish what I'm working on rather than have to leave it.
I don't see there being much of a difference frankly.
sorry for the rambling message