A Kiss is a kiss is a...

I first kissed Maddy when we had just had our engagement. It was dusk, when we went out for a walk near her house. It was a lonely stretch and there wasn't a star in the sky. I seized the chance and turned her face toward me to plant a light kiss on her lips. I had read somewhere that you never kiss once, but always twice. So I kissed her again and was delighted. After we got married, the foreplay always started with kissing, which went on throughout. The best part was tongues rolling inside. Then we kissed other parts of the body to our great mutual delight.

And now?
It's thirty three years since we first kissed. Now Maddy shirks back if I even feign to kiss her. I don't know what has come over her. She finds any bodily intimacy to be distasteful. I am intrigued.

Image by Alex Ingram