Ever since my husband and I started seeing a sex coach, I’ve been researching everything I can related to sex. And by “researching”, I mean attending a class where I masturbated with a group of women, a workshop where my husband learned to tie me up and a dinner where the waiters and waitresses seduced their patrons. One must not rest on her laurels though, so I recently continued my “research” by dragging my husband to a class titled “Polishing the Penis”.
I had a New Year’s resolution to up my blow job game, and by the title of the class, I assumed it was going to be just the class I needed to knock that resolution out of the park. However, as I read the full description, I learned it was about erotic massage, not blow jobs. This made me pause, because despite all off my struggles around sexuality throughout my 20-year relationship with my husband, I had developed somewhat of a specialty around hand jobs and considered myself quite an expert in the space.Read More