My hubby and I taken tremendous pleasure in our enema sessions and they will take place at any reasonable time. Usually, when we have the urge for a session, I'll tell my hubby (or he'll tell me) as we are leaving for work in the morning "Tonight's the night."
We both know what that means ... one of us desires the pleasure of an enema and we've got all day to think about it. I get so excited about thinking about it, I'm sometimes distracted at work and by three in the afternoon I'm wet with anticipation.
On these days, we never work late and the first one home prepares by doffing our clothing and getting all the equipment ready.
Needless to say, within minutes after the second party arrives home, the session is underway.
How much do we enjoy these sessions and how eagerly to we await for them. Well, last summer, my husband told phoned his softball team captain midway in the afternoon and said he didn't think he'd be able to make it to the game that evening. They were scheduled for a 7 p.m. game ... which would have been right in the middle of our session. I imagine if he went to the game, he'd have committed numerous errors.
One time I went to the game with him and just before the game started, I said quietly in his ear "Tonight's the night." He went 0-5 (normally he gets two or three hits) and committed four errors.
anticipation of the upcoming session and the fantasy of what will happy, that's what we enjoy as much as the session itself. The reality of the session and after the session is even more enjoyable.