Chapter 5

The more I thought the whole idea over of receiving an enema, the more I wanted to tell her, “No! Absolutely no way! Just give me the damn pill and let’s be done with it.” However, two things made me think twice about blowing her off. Up to our last talk, Katelyn had never been guarded with me when it came to sexual matters, but there was always the feeling she was holding something in reserve. Now I felt she’d opened to me even more as she shared such an intimate part of her sexuality. I felt to be fair; I needed to be more open-minded for her. I could see it had been difficult for her to share her peccadillo with me, and there was no doubt it had been challenging for her to share the intimate details regarding her masturbation fantasies. If she’d tried that hard to help me understand why she enjoyed what she did in her private moments, I owed her an open mind in return.

The second thing was she was correct about the amount of medication I’d been taking over the past weeks. Regardless, I still was not jumping for joy at the idea of an enema, for any reason.

As she’d shared her thoughts with me, I’d observed Katelyn’s words and actions were arousing for her and the idea of giving me an enema turned here on. Since she seemed adamant about cutting back on medications I felt I understood her reasoning on the meds, more or less. However, it did not make the idea of an enema exciting; but I knew she had my best interests, health wise in mind.

In addition to all the various thoughts going through my head, one of the really endearing things I’d found out about Katelyn was how delightfully kinky she could be. In my entire life, I’d never had a lover who was so open, so unashamed in satisfying her desires and making sure her lovers were well attended to. I’ve never known a woman who would have openly masturbated in front of me and then let me lick her finger; even if it was for medicinal purposes; so she claimed.

I decided helping me with my problem was something I wanted her to do; actually, to be honest, I really was doing it not so much for me but rather to please her. Reluctantly I nodded my head in agreement. I’ll admit I wasn’t really crazy about the idea, but as soon as I acquiesced, she quickly moved her body around and gave me a kiss that curled my toes.

“I promise you, I’ll make it the most sensual experience you’ve ever had.” I didn’t want to tell her I had my doubts; but, just for her, I was willing to deal with just about anything and I nodded again.

Katelyn gave me another kiss and explained, “I have to run a couple of errands. Let’s have breakfast, and then I’ll be right back. Okay?” Again, I nodded yes.

As I walked down to the kitchen my mind raced, and I wondered what I was getting myself into. For a moment I thought, “Wow, what a kinky lady.” But then I recalled one of my best friends, and how he’d told me about him and his wife belonging to an alternative lifestyle club; a swinger’s club in other words. When he told me about his lifestyle, at the time, I thought it was the most perverted thing I’d ever heard of. Share the woman you love with another man. The idea he got to have sex with another woman was cool, but I could not get over the fact he was sharing his wife with another man.

One evening a couple of weeks later, over some excellent scotch with his wife Sarah; my friend and I discussed what they did, and how they felt about it. Both were very enthusiastic about it and felt very positive about it. When we were finished with our talk, I realized they didn’t hurt anybody and it actually seemed to strengthen their marriage. Since it worked for them, I decided I needed to adjust my thoughts. After that, I realized anything two, or more, consenting adults wished to do with each other, if both consented to what was happening, it was all well and good. More power to them.

With the thoughts of my friend and his wife, I decided to keep an open mind about Katelyn. I really needed to let her do her thing and just maybe, just maybe I might like it; however, deep down I thought there was no way in hell I was going to enjoy something like an enema; but, because of the way I felt, I was willing to give Katelyn her chance.

________________________________________ It was mid-afternoon when Katelyn returned with a couple of shopping bags in her arms. I was curious about what she had brought home, and I started to follow her around. Eventually she sent me to my room telling me I was underfoot and things would go faster if I was elsewhere. I found a favorite old book and curled up in one of the big, overstuffed chairs in the room and started to read. After what I felt was a long wait, she came in to get me with a big grin on her face, and she told me she was ready.

Katelyn led me into one of the spare bedroom’s downstairs which I noticed now had the curtains drawn and there were a couple of candles burning. There was soft music playing and she asked me to close my eyes. When she told me to turn and face her, I turned to find her totally nude. I took a step back and she reached out and pulled me to her. Her arms snaked around my neck, and she gave me a kiss. “Do you trust me?” she asked.