I'm not married, but I think anybody that has had a few years of experience between them and their first kiss have a handle on the question.
I personally was disappointed with the whole experience of kissing. Throughout my "learning curve," I consistently got more and more "skilled," expecting to discover some fundamental element that makes it the breathtaking experience people talked about. It never came. Not that I didn't enjoy it--I did--but it was in a mechanical-attendance-to-needs kind of way.
And then...
I met her. This was years after my first kiss and most of my stores of innocence were spent and gone, and their products a barely recollectible past. But with her... she was the girl every guy fell in love with, but nobody ever dated. She was a league beyond, and she believed that dating was only for those who thought the relationship might eventually end in marriage.
We were friends first--best friends, and I loved it. And then we had that moment when we both realized, together but separately, that a very fundamental element of our relationship had changed. We didn't speak of it when it happened, or acknowledge it in any way. In fact, it was pretty unsettling.
I remember our first "date." I remember being so completely electrified when I touched her. So full of stunned disbelief that this angelic creature wanted to be with me--and after all the hoards of other men who tried so endearingly and painstakingly to win her affections. I remember being more electrified by that touch than any kiss I'd ever had.
It never faded. In fact, it was frustrating at times, I think, for her. Usually a girl can count on a guy's impatience to keep things moving forward, even if she doesn't particularly want to; but me? No. I could hold hands with her for hours in perfect bliss. That's never changed, although it's been less than a year and I suppose that's not terribly long, but here's the thing: I had given up on sex and its affiliate minions, certain that it was merely a grunting concession to an undeniable instinct.
And now? I think there is a strong instinct and a physical component to it--well, I suppose that's obvious enough--but she's taught me that the most critical element is the relationship that gives it meaning. And what a relief that is.
The Hazel Target