Like many here, I'm struggling with a way to bring this fetish up with my wife. I've read all the advice and the old line, "just be honest and tell her" is a helluva lot easier said than done. If I never hear that again, it will be too soon.
I've been interested in enemas from my earliest memories. My grandmother gave me an enema when I was very young (but I seriously doubt that it was my first) and then caught me playing with the hose sometime later. That was the last I saw of that bag.
By the time I was in middle school, I was using my mother's equipment when she wasn't home (which was a lot). My other grandmother had two different bags and I eventually "borrowed" one and used it until it broke.
When I was in high school, I was using improvised equipment and even got up the courage to tell my high school sweetheart about my fetish. She wasn't repulsed but she didn't express any interest and I didn't bring it up again.
About 14 years ago, I had a chance to share this fetish with my wife and I let it slip away. We were moving and she found my equipment and said, "Baby, we've never played with this stuff!" The way she said it showed surprise, was even playful and not negative in any way. We had been quite kinky in our other play and I had the perfect opportunity to say, "I was embarrassed to admit that I liked it." Based on her tone of voice and look in her eye, I don't think she would have reacted badly and may have even been into it. Instead, I chickened out and told her that it wasn't for "play" but that I use it when "my stomach isn't right".
My wife is no prude. We have engaged in pretty kinky sex in the past with a fair amount of BDSM and often switch roles. I have even been the recipient of a stap-on and, most recently, her fist. She has enjoyed anal sex and even asked for it on occasion.
Finding this site and reading all the advice has emboldened me to be more open and try to broach the subject again but it's incredibly difficult to just come out and say it! Here are some of my ideas:
I have already moved my equipment to an innocent place under the bathroom sink instead of its ultra-secret hiding place. If she doesn't discover it, I'm going to leave the bag unzipped and see if she says anything.
If we ever see the enema Seinfeld episode again, I have a plan as to how I'll sneak in a comment about possibly enjoying it. If any other pop culture reference to it comes up, I'm going to try to capitalize on it.
I'm also going to bookmark this page and see if she says anything. If I can screw up the courage, I'm going to look for an opportunity to suggest an enema. Next time she starts trying to play with my ass, I'm going to suggest that I might need to be cleaned first. If that doesn't work, next time she's not feeling well, I might try to bring up an enema as a possible solution. If all else fails, I might even fake being ill and ask for it. Then I'll have the problem of telling her that I actually like it. -FML