“She just lays there El, no noise, no movement, nothing. I don’t know if the problem is me or her.”
In retrospect I probably should have left it well alone but I didn’t. I quizzed him on everything, how often they had sex, where, positions. Did he go down on her, did he play with her tits? Did she get wet? Did he fuck her soft and slow or long and hard? Poor Seth got considerably more and more uncomfortable with each word that tumbled out of my mouth but I couldn’t stop. After 20 minutes I learnt more about him than I had in 5 years. In truth, I’d lost interest in the issue after a few minutes but I was having fun with him and in my tipsy state I’d wanted to see how far I could take it. Due to the nature of our conversation we’d ended up sitting pretty close to each other and I knew that he was hard. I’d always considered him to be one of the shyest of my male friends and the fact he’d even started this conversation was a bit mind blowing, so to have him play along with an erection to boot was a trip.
“So what do you think Ellie? Is it me not doing it right or is she just not that into sex?”
Seizing my opportunity I’d leaned in closer, breathing in the unmistakeable scent of aroused man,
“Honestly Seth, it’s hard to tell,” he’d twitched when I’d said the word hard and I knew even back then what I was capable of, “I mean, Anna is your first lover so we can’t really tell. It sounds to me like you’re doing everything right in theory but without seeing you in practise... well I really couldn’t say.”
He’d blushed and spluttered for a second, his embarrassment ratcheting my arousal up to near boiling point,
“El! What are you saying? We can’t... I can’t... Anna would be devastated! I mean, you’re gorgeous and I’ve thought about it but well...”
Grinning I’d pressed myself about him, thrusting my breasts against his arm,
“Calm down man! I’m not suggesting we fuck each other. I don’t want to hurt Anna either. This is about trying to help her! You need to know if you’re not doing it right and I want to help you out but I need to know what I’m dealing with before I can give you any advice.”
“Shit, I’m sorry El. I don’t know what I was thinking. I know you’re not trying to get me into bed. I... I really do appreciate you listening and any help you can give us. I want her to enjoy herself you know and it’s making me crazy that she isn’t.”
I’d smiled and given him a friendly non threatening hug, “You’re a great boyfriend Seth. Most men wouldn’t give a damn whether she gets off or not. She’s really lucky to have you.”
He’d blushed again and was about to speak when the last orders bell rang out. I’d finished my beer and motioned to the door, glad when he nodded.
Half an hour later I had his hand in my pants as he fingered me to a fairly impressive orgasm. It had taken far less convincing than I’d anticipated probably because despite his not wanting to hurt Anna he genuinely did want to find out if he was any good in bed. To appease his moral dilemma I’d suggested that he keep his clothes on and that we didn’t kiss, keeping it on an educational level yet knowing he’d lose his shit once I took my clothes off. Dropping onto my sofa I’d smiled up at him,
“Seduce me Seth. Imagine I’m Anna.”
I still remember the look on his face, a bizarre mix of desire and fear. I stripped off my dress and sat back down in my bra, panties and thigh highs watching as the fear disappeared.
“Come on Seth, show me what you know.”
“I can’t help you if I don’t know what’s wrong.”
It was as simple as that.