I already knew my mother in law knew what enemas were as she had given herself a Fleet under doctor's orders before a procedure some time prior. However, I still asked her if she knew what an enema was. When she answered yes I moved on to the inevitable next question, "would you give me one"? Of course my heart leaped when she answered yes.
I knew she didn't have any equipment so I told her I would have to go buy the stuff so off I went. I am partial to bulb enemas and since she had already had some experience with Fleets, I bought a pretty blue bulb with a white nozzle from a local drugstore.
When I got back it was getting late in the evening so we went into the bathroom and I showed her how to fill the bulb properly by eliminating all the air bubbles. She caught on fast. Thinking back I wondered if she would have wanted me to completely undress but that didn't come up. I lowered my shorts (summer) and whities just low enough so that maybe if by looking close one could see other items. I do wish now I had asked her if she would like me to undress just to see what her answer was.
I heard the gurggling (love that sound) and she spread some Vaseline on the nozzle (not me) and then totally surprized me with being able to find the spot without poking around. She must have given me eight bulbs. What a treat.
We got up the next morning and I told her that I was in need of another enema to which she was agreeable. Once in the bathroom, same routine only in my PJs. This time I think her sleepy eyes hadn't opened all the way and she had to poke around. I then asked her if I could give her an enema to show her how to more easily find the spot. Alas, she said, "no, we are going to 'do' you now". That moment was when I sensed that she was liking to give me an enema.
I left later that morning but it was one of the most memorable experiences of my life and one I wish I could have duplicated but never was able to.