It's a beautiful autumn day, and school hasn't yet started for the year. We have been happily married for a few months. We're very deeply in love, and are very openly passionate. We're spending the afternoon with some of your old college friends, catching up. Eric and Kathy were married a year before us, and we had attending their wedding back when we were still dating. You have always been close to them, and even had a crush on Eric for a while. You introduced them to me, and we all got along pretty well.
So we're all in their apartment after lunch, just kind of sitting around and talking. The windows were open to let in a cool breeze earlier, though we closed them to keep the papers lying on the floor from blowing around, and we're all comfortably sitting around in jeans and T-shirts. We're sitting close together on the couch, while Eric is in a chair and Kathy sits cross-legged on the floor beside him. We're being very affectionate with each other, hugging and kissing and caressing sporadically during the conversation. But you notice that although they have the opportunity, they're not copying us, and when you sneak a glance you notice that Kathy even seems to be looking at you a little wistfully when we kiss. You ask her if there is anything wrong.
"Hrmm? Oh, no, everything is fine," she says as she smiles brightly, rubbing Eric's knee. A little too brightly, it seems to you. Almost like she's faking it. Eric sighs a little and looks at her.
"Hon, they're married too. We could ask them." She looks a little shocked at his suggestion, then frowns and nods her head.
"Well, it's like this. It just feels like, I don't know, some of the passion has gone out of our relationship. I mean, we still love each other a lot, but some of that 'spark' seems to have gone out. And in the bedroom -" she stops, realizing what she's saying and blushing a deep red against her light blond hair.
Eric takes over. "Well, you guys know what it's like. When we were first married, like you guys, we made love almost every night, sometimes a couple times." We look at each other and grin at this. "But after a while, it seemed to die down a little, with both of us being busy and stressed from work and school stuff. We'd just fall into bed with barely a kiss. Now it seems that we're lucky to do stuff even once a week, and it's over in like 20 minutes." Kathy is still blushing, but she nods her head. "I don't know if there's anything you can do, and it feels really weird even discussing this, but we're both kinda desperate for help."
I respond, "Well, I think it's fairly safe to say that we're not struggling too much in that area, and I'm sure we'd like to do whatever we can to help you guys out." I look at you, and you smile back at me agreeing. I catch a little twinkle in your eye, and know what we're both thinking. We've talked about Eric and Kathy before, and I know about your former crush on him, and you know that I think Kathy is really hot and that Eric was lucky when he got her. Now, it seems, not so much. I continue. "Here's the thing. If we're gonna be any help to you, we're gonna need you to be very open and honest with us. I know I love my wife, and won't leave her, and I know that you two love each other and don't want to stop that. So anything tonight is open and free, for the sake of your relationship. Agreed?"
The two look at each other, nod, and look back to me. I take on a bit of a professor-like air. "Well the first thing you guys need to do is make sure that, even when you're busy, to set aside some time for sex. And by 'some time', I mean more than 20 minutes. I'm talking hours, plural. Now, how much time do you guys spend on foreplay?"
Eric answers. "Usually about 5 or 10 minutes. We kiss for a bit, and take off our clothes. I play with her nipples some, touch her down there a little to get her wet, and then we go for it."
"What about oral sex?"
This time it's Kathy. She stutters a little, still embarrassed. "We've t-tried that, but it doesn't seem to work very well." She lowers her head. "I'm not very good at it. I was too nervous about it when we first got married, and then we tried it a few months later. I couldn't get him to, you know, orgasm." She looks like she's gonna burst into tears. "We tried it once more, to see if that was a fluke, but with the same results. I-I've been too ashamed to try it since then." You go over and give her a hug.
"It's OK," you reassure her. "Everything you read about makes it sound so easy, but it isn't. I was the exact same way with my lover here, and we figured it out. Some guys, mine included, just don't come as easily that way. But there are a few tricks you can use that you might not have figured out." This frank talk, coming from the "innocent" friend of theirs, seems kind of strange to them, but they are both listening and watching you intently and you think they might be a little turned on with all this talk about sex.
"What about cunnilingus?" I ask, and they both look at me funny. "You know, oral sex on the woman. You 'going down' on her. Have you ever tried that?"
"No!" says Kathy, a little shocked. "Do people do that? I'm too embarrassed, with the smell and all. We did try it once, but neither of us enjoyed it."
I smile broadly. "Well, I think we've found one way that we can help. If it's OK with you, we can teach you how to go down on her, and I can almost promise you'll both appreciate it."