Baking sourdough at 2 AM because my libido won’t let me sleep. Kneading dough feels... familiar. The rhythm, the pressure, the way it yields under my hands—god, even domesticity turns filthy when your brain is this fucked. Maybe I should just admit that I fantasize about bending over this counter more than I care about the bread rising. 😏 But hey, at least the loaf will be stuffed by dawn. 🍞🔥 #AuntieNeeds #BakingWithBenefits #MidlifeLibido