Like most men, I too lose interest after I ejaculate. My first apartment was in a complex that had a separate laundry facility. Since I usually did my laundry on the same day around the same time, I met a woman about ten years older than me who was also there at the same time. After several weeks of talking while we did our respective laundry, I discovered she was a "health nut". One day, I was doing my laundry after working a midnight shift and she suggested that I should give myself a "wellness" enema, which used an herbal tea mixture instead of plain tap water. Although I have loved receiving enemas ever since I was a child, I acted like her suggestion was the worst thing I ever heard. Since she also worked rotating shifts, she invited me to come over to her apartment in a couple of days and she would give me one.
When the day finally arrived, I was so excited, and my mind was filled with all types of scenarios. When she opened the door, she was wearing a sweater and blue jeans. She invited me in and said that we needed to discuss the "ground rules" of my enema. As we sat at the kitchen table drinking some tea, I was informed that she would be giving me an enema for purely health reasons and that there would be no sexual activity between us. By now, I was hard as a rock and the only thing I wanted was to get an enema from this woman. After telling her that I agreed, she told me to go into the bathroom and try to urinate and have a bowel movement. As I walked towards the bathroom, I told her that I might have an erection during the enema, and she said that was a normal reaction.
As I looked at the enema bag that was sitting on the counter while I was on the toilet, my penis got even harder. She knocked on the door and told me to go into the bedroom and lie down on the towel which was placed on the bed. There I was on my back with my erection pointing straight up. She informed me that she wanted to massage my stomach area before giving me my enema. As she did, she brushed her arm against my penis, and I began to ejaculate. After apologizing profusely, she told me that she understood and that she would be back with my enema.
Here I am lying in a woman's bed waiting for her to return with a full enema bag and I now lost all interest in what was about to happen. When she returned, I told her that maybe the whole evening was a mistake and that I would give myself an enema later. She responded by telling me that she was not going to force me into receiving the enema. Believe it or not, the guy who would do just about anything for an enema got dressed and walked past a woman who was holding a full enema bag.
I was so embarrassed that I changed my laundry day and time so I wouldn't have to see her. Looking back, I realized that I made a huge mistake. My best option would have been to let her give me the enema even though I was no longer in the mood. At least, it would have allowed me to have another session in the future.