When I came across this question on Skinny ScoopI couldn't help but laugh. Not once, but twice I married men who lived with their mama.
Both times it's been a completely different experience.
My Ex, oh what can I say about that man . . . He was a selfish, lazy party animal who never grew up and to this day does not understand the concept of responsibility. As a matter of fact, he's gone back to living with his mama. But I've got to thank him for two things.
#1 Our daughters, who made every day of my life worth living and gave me a reason to set goals and surpass them.
#2 I became such a pro at masturbation, I can do it hands free. Came in handy when I wanted to put on a show for new hubby.