I remember the first time I was faced with the after sex cuddle dilemma.  After a great night of incredible sex something ridiculous happened…the lady asked me to cuddle. I instinctively recoiled in confusion.   The person extending their arms was covered in sweat and sex juices.  Did she really expect me to cuddle?

After 30 minutes of bending, lifting, and thrusting I was done.  Heat surged through my body.  I was in a mood to relax.  The last thing (and I do mean the last thing) I wanted to do was lay down and envelop myself in someone else’s body heat and sweat.  After about 30 seconds of pouting I caved in and an unnecessary exchange of body heat and sweat ensued.

Since then, I’ve become a little less resistant to cuddling but I still don’t see the purpose.  Maybe the Survey Magnet readership can help me out.

Come down to the comments section and give me your $.02.

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