I have been giving my wife enemas for many years (and she to me), and I have always enjoyed the preparations; getting out the bag and supplies, setting up the massage table with clean towels and a pillow, adjusting the pole we use to hang the bag, and setting out the cushions we use for supporting the legs in a comfortable position, filling the bag and hanging it up, and helping her onto the table.
My favorite part is putting her in the sims position, lubing her anus with Vaseline and the large nozzle with KY. Then spreading her cheeks widely with my fingers and easing the nozzle in until it is swallowed up by the rectum. All of this gives me a lot of pleasure and inevitably a stiff erection.
Yesterday, after I lubed the nozzle, she said she would like to insert the nozzle herself. Why, I asked. Just easier, she said. I argued a bit, but handed her the nozzle and it disappeared under the blanket. I proceeded to fill her in the slow method, timed with her breathing that we had worked out over the years.
I hope this doesn't become the norm in the future and I will talk with her gently about it.
It just made me a little sad.