Showing posts with label sexy corsetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sexy corsetry. Show all posts

Wednesday, 11 June 2008

The Man Who Can't Do The Opposite of Go

Oops, sorry about that, but it’s like being a double –agent at the moment, with constant surveillance. What I was going to say is that Jo’s boyfriend has this difficult thing wrong with him: he cannot come. Or at leastvery often. So – as Jo says – every intimate encounter involves him saying he might or (after nearly an hour) he nearly did, and her trying incredibly hard (with the help of Rigby & Peller corsetry, sex-tricks from mags like Marie Claire and Scarlet). And, mostly, total failure. And the worst of it is, she says, that when he’s alone he says he manages to get there perfectly well. To start with, it didn’t really matter, especially as he did, more often, and also said she was the best etc, but now it is getting worse and really starting to irritate her’
And I think the really problem is that they are total opposites, because she shows no sign of leaving this comfy flat with ensuite kitten. So they’re the man who can’t come, and the woman who won’t go.