Cathy?! Cathy?!
Cathy felt someone rousing her from her sleep. It was her friend Millie. Millie would stop by most mornings for coffee and talk.
"Cathy? Do you feel OK?"
Cathy rubbed her eyes and sat up in bed. "I am sorry, Millie. I don't know why I overslept." It was only then that Cathy realized she was naked in front of her friend. Not that it mattered to her but it did explain the look of shock on Millie's face. Cathy quickly grabbed her robe and covered herself and got out of bed and made her way to the kitchen to make coffee.
"Do you always sleep naked, Cathy?" Millie asked. It was somewhat out of character for Millie to pry. It was one of the things that Cathy loved about her friend. She was ok with whatever happened for the most part.
"Well yes, dear. Me and Don like sleeping naked. It is more fun that way." Cathy noticed Millie's expression changed. She had only been widowed a few months. Cathy thought to herself that she shouldn't have mentioned anything intimate since the wounds of her loss were still so fresh. "I am sorry, Millie. I shouldn't have said anything like that." Cathy put her arm around her friend and they shared a soft hug for a few moments.
"Oh, its OK, hun. I shouldn't have acted shocked. I know that some couples actually enjoyed that kind of stuff. Charles wasn't much interested in...well...you know."
Cathy wasn't sure what to say. Millie was opening up in a way she never had before. Should she push to find out more about Millie's life with her late husband? While she was pondering whether to push for more information, Millie continued, "Do you and Don have...um...sex...a lot, Cathy?"
Cathy was now the one who was standing with a stunned look on her face. She had never heard her friend use the word 'sex' before. She finally gathered herself and answered, "Well, we try to 3 maybe 4 times a week. Didn't you and Charles have sex regularly?"
Millie looked down and shook her head 'no' and Cathy thought she could see Millie's eyes welling up with tears. "In fact, it has been over 10 years since we had sex." Cathy couldn't believe her ears.
"You're kidding me," Cathy reacted without thinking, "What was wrong with him?"
Millie shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know. Once the kids were grown he spent most of his time either working on our cars or watching TV. I don't even remember the last time we slept in the same bed, together." Cathy sat in stunned silence. Don and her had enjoyed sex and she looked forward to him touching her and loving her body. She couldn't believe that all men weren't that way. Cathy got up and poured them both a cup of coffee and they sat at the kitchen table.
They sat in silence a bit longer. There was a tension between them that Cathy had never felt before. She had always felt so comfortable around Millie but now she had no idea what to say or even what to think about what her friend was admitting to her. Millie broke the silence.
"Cathy, do you...well...you know...enjoy sex?"
Cathy could tell that it was difficult for Millie to ask her and Cathy wondered where she was gearing the conversation. "Oh yes, Honey, didn't you?" Millie just slowly shook her head 'no' and a tear ran down her cheek.
"Do you have orgasms, Cathy?"