For me the quickie problem isn't sexploitation, I thought it was a great idea the first time I read about it. But it turned out to be sort of like Gresham's law, which, as you may recall, states that counterfeit currency debases good currency, or as I paraphrase it, the bad drives out the good. In fact, the OK drives out the good. If one partner finds that he/she can get exactly what he/she needs quickly, easily, and without much effort, there really isn't much incentive to go to the extra effort of pleasing one's partner, is there? I think it's human nature? Or maybe I am just hard to please.
But trading quickies for back rubs and foot rubs sounds good. I haven't had a really good leg rub since I was pregnant with Nicholas, and used to get terrible leg cramps. Of course, as you suggest, one thing probably would lead, or at least try to lead, to another, unless one made it very clear in advance that it couldn't. Or maybe what you are suggesting is a quid pro quo, rub my legs first.
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