Stories like 50 Shades of Grey are all about lust. Instant Gratification, performance performance performance, Selfishness, only pleasing yourself, etc. None of these qualities describe a relationship with true love.
Real relationships with real love are sweet, caring, patient, and the physical activities aren't hurtful or demeaning.
Real Love is waking up to find that your husband let you sleep in while he did the dishes.
Real Love is when your wife calls just to say she loves you.
Real Love is when your husband asks how your day went.
Real Love is doing chores, driving the kids around, making budgets, praying, worrying about a lost job or a wayward child, staying up all night with a sick child, etc. etc. etc. together.
It's real life, dealing with the day to day together and loving doing those things together that is true love.
Real love is respect.
My Grandma and Grandpa had a deal that he would never have to go with her into a fabric store if she never had to go with him into an army navy surplus store. I love that!
There's a place I used to go when I was younger that had a live band and dancing, only the band played exclusively oldies music, jazz and those sorts of things, and 99% of the patrons were over the age of 70. I loved seeing those old couples dancing around the floor. It wasn't fast, it wasn't very lively, it was sweet. They were there to spend the evening together and that's all that mattered.