I’m a 40-something woman living in the suburbs. I’ve been married to my wonderful husband, The Nerd, for almost 16 years. We have three kids, two dogs, a cat and a hamster. I’m officially a SAHM, although I’m not home much. I drink too much. I swear like a sailor. I love to talk dirty. Words are just words so I don’t sugar coat sex talk. There’s a place for flowery language, but I feel like a fraud when I use them. I love sex now. I always loved sex, but for a long time I never wanted to have it. I’ve clawed my way out of the abyss of postpartum depression, birth control woes and antidepressants. Part of this reawakening is finally acknowledging the kinky fantasies I’ve always had.