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Part 2
For Elisabeth who is not used to talk about such a piquant topic this question is extremely embarrassing. Also with Henry she never talks about sexual topics or approximately her feelings, thoughts or even wishes which touch this area. Well, sex is left aside also verbally in the marriage of Elisabeth and Henry.
"You don't need to get red now", she calms Elisabeth. "Does he make it himself? Or don't you know this at all?" she likes to know.
"Well, honestly said, I am not sure about it", whispers Elisabeth. "You don't need to whisper now." laughs Jenny. "Nobody apart from both of us is in the house."
"Well," Elisabeth starts once again, "sometimes I get awake at night and hear a rhythmical noise from the direction of Henry's bed ", she says hesitantly. "It rustles and sounds as if he scratches himself."
"And then?" Jenny would like to know.
"Nothing and then. I then breathe evenly further and eavesdrop in Henry's direction and wonder what he is making there", whispers Elisabeth again.
"Well, what is Henry doing? If he scratches himself, then only with the hollow hand." Jenny snorts out and laughs loudly at this.
Elisabeth looks around in embarrassment, so as if she fears that somebody listens to their conversation.
"And how does it go on then?" now Jenny would like to know. "Well, the rhythmical noises last for a whole while. And sometimes I then hear a quiet groan."
"He "scratches" himself first and at the end Henry "moans". And you are then not sure whether he makes it himself?" Jenny can hardly bear it any more.
"And then I fall asleep again", answers Elisabeth.
"That can't be true anyway! Instead of switching the light on and to ask Henry to explain himself, you simply fall asleep again. "Don't you see the spot in his pyjama trousers which leaves this "groan"? Or don't you want to see it? Jenny gets angry.
"Your dear Henry obtains relief regularly while you sleep blissfully in your common bedroom. And this macho doesn't pay any regard to your feelings and your sex life at this at all!" she says indignantly.
"You must change something at this! Or do you want to live the rest of your life chastely like a nun? Then you can go to a cloister at once, too!" Elisabeth's best friend is angry.
"How shall I then change something at this? And beside this: I don't miss actually the slightest sex either. Only if Henry would be a little more attentive to me. Would take me once into his arms, caress and kiss me. Or if he would make the one or other compliment to me. Or, only in the morning, wouldn't read this silly newspaper and listen to me at the breakfast", Elisabeth moans almost already.
"Would be, would take, would make! Moaning brings nothing here! You have to act before it is too late for this you - I want to say: you must act as long as Henry still satisfies himself secretly and you can catch him at this and place next to the talk him "! says Jenny and her eyes shine quite aggressively.
"And if I already hear: I actually don't miss the slightest sex .... This then is a pack of lies, or you have forgotten how terrifically an orgasm feels and as good it does to you.
If you search on the internet for reasons why a woman should have sex then you find hundreds of these. There it isn't only about the pure satisfaction of the sexual desire. In the meantime women know more and more how good and important sex is for the health, the soul and the well-being. Sex improves the hormone level of the woman, sex is good for the musculature, particularly the pelvic base muscles, sex destroys harmful free radicals, a regular orgasm improves the brilliance of a woman, increases the power of vision, promotes the blood circulation of the body. I still could list much. You can search by yourself on Google once. You will be astonished!
For me an agreeable orgasm is by the way the best remedy against my migraine. How ever I cause it - or how ever I let it cause." Jenny smiles and licks her lips at this.
Elisabeth however looks rather helplessly and wants to know which advice Jenny can give her now. Elisabeth would never demand sex from pure desire from Henry. This forbids her religious education. But that an orgasm can cause so much good for her health, her well-being and even her appearance, and that she can avoid possibly serious future illnesses and expensive, unhealthy medications, she no longer can let go of this thought and she asks Jenny: "What shall I do then now?"
"Well, you know, that I have many - also occasionally changing - lovers", says Jenny.
"Yes, I really noticed that", laughs Elisabeth.
"Let me start just from the beginning: About ten years ago I became acquainted with a handsome man who was called Jeff. Perhaps you still remember him? He was always clothed very elegantly, politely and courteously, generously, a good lover. He was perfect for a longer-term relation. Unfortunately, he was married.
I had got to know him already in a chat room on the internet at that time. It lasted for a whole while till we met the first time. I was quite sweet on him and of course also very curious how he would look. And I must say I was overwhelmed when I saw him. He had already written during the initial intensive e-mail contact to me that he is married, too. However, which didn't disturb me with this man at all.
Therefore it didn't last long till we had sex for the first time - or let's better say - tried to have common sex.
Unfortunately, our first get-together ended in a fiasco. At least for him because I mocked him, for he - after an initial thoroughly considerable erection and after his first efforts to penetrate me - literally collapsed already and not managed to return to the former condition within half an hour - which I had set as a time limit for him.
Jeff was shattered. But also I was frustrated. At that time I finally hadn't had no lover since long and looked longingly forward to feel something male in the arm and also at other places of my body once again.
I do not know why, but instead of comforting Jeff and encouraging him I only laughed loudly and made my jokes about his inability. You perhaps can imagine that this didn't just contribute to improve Jeff's condition below the waist.
But finally I took him in the arm and kissed him. We then lay besides each other in the bed for a while being silent and then started to talk about the many things of our common interest about which we had written e-mails so intensively since some weeks in the past. However, I noticed that it afflicted Jeff very much anyway, that he had failed in bed because he wasn't so relaxed and optimistic like otherwise but seemed very thoughtful.
I avoided carefully taking the topic again why we were laying nakedly besides each other here in bed, though. Jeff however wanted to declare himself apparently and started by himself with the topic again.
While we both stared to the ceiling he told me that there also had been problems at the sex with his wife in the past. He had frequently failed with his wife, too. However she has not taken this so badly to him and not laughed and not mocked at him like me not at all. But his wife hasn't made herself so much out of sex unlike him and me.
He then would have confined himself to make it himself regularly. However, this hasn't satisfied him for long and so one day he went to his wife with the request that she locks him up into a chastity belt to prevent him from making it himself and so also to increase his sexual power.
All names and actions of this story are fictitious.
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