Craig got back in touch with me again a few nights ago, and the talk turned to sex. We both decided to take the bull by the horns and just do it. Not very romantic, I know, but it was never likely to be.

Tonight we spent the night together.

Craig booked a hotel rather than going back to either of our homes. We met and headed out for dinner. We had a lovely meal washed down with a few glasses of wine. Once we’d eaten, we headed to a pub, had another drink, got a bit more flirty and a little more drunk before deciding to go back to the hotel.

We made it as far as the lift before we were all over each other. Once we were in our room, we tore each other’s clothes off and had the most frantic, passionate, dirty sex I’ve had in years.

It was very much needed and was definitely the right decision. I feel so much better about myself than I have in years. To be not only wanted by a man but also to be told that my body is gorgeous, after years of being made to think otherwise, is priceless.