Craving Sleep? Reach for a Fantasy

When you reach a certain age, some things become elusive: smooth skin, firm flesh, thick hair, and, perhaps most mourned of all, sleep. I fortunately don’t have that issue often, but when I do find myself staring at the ceiling instead of nodding off, I reach for my favorite sleep aid: a delicious, naughty, porn-worthy fantasy.

Fantasy, my friend, is key to a most satisfying sex life, partnered or solo. Anything (and anyone!) goes. It’s a chance to try out the taboo, entertain all sorts of interesting lovers, and to look oh-so-fabulous, too.

When flying solo—my preferred sleeping situation—I love to linger over various scenarios (I won’t give them all away, but waking up only to get down on my knees—what a way to start the day!). How content I am to coax myself to the brink of ecstasy, then ohhhhhhhh… yes.  

All tension released, I’m flooded with a sense of well-being. Relaxation soothes and smooths every fiber of my being, leaving me awash in the dreamy state of after-sex drowsiness. Ahhh. My beautiful lovers tucked away for next time, I roll over and go to sleep.