What's below is not my story but I wish it were. I was talking to a friend the other day and I asked her how her husband was doing. They've been married for almost twenty years.
"Okay," she said. "We were talking on the phone last week and he was having a really bad day at work and I wanted to help so I asked him if he wanted to come home for a nooner."
"Nice," I said. "Very giving of you."
She snorted. 'It would of been. But that fool says to me, 'Nah. I think I'll just come home and have a sandwich.'"
I died laughing. I think you have to be married a really long time to get it. Sandwich...sex. They both have their appeal.