The next night, after having downed two very dry martinis at dinner, Blaine kept his promise. As he sat on the edge of the bed, he toyed with the strings hanging from the bottom of his pajama set; the normally accompanying shirt still lay neatly folded in its drawer. He dreaded this part. Not only did he feel inexperienced in the ways of love, Blaine felt as if his body couldnt ever really learn how to please a woman. Were his hips to move in any other direction? Should her skin be touched with more than a light caress? Might his lips be so bold to venture to regions hed only heard associates chatter on about in the break room? Just as his thoughts were beginning to consume him, Blaine felt the opposite side of the bed dip slightly.

On her knees behind him was Kitty in the sexiest piece of lingerie she owned…or at least it was since she badgered Blaine to get her a credit card. Her hands ran over his shoulders and down the front of his body to tangle in the light dusting of hair on his chest; her lips finding his earlobe and taking it in for the tiniest nibble. Blaine trembled as he felt her breath hot against his ear. 

"Im ready for you, handsome," uttered Kitty, seductively. Before he could fake a headache or complain of the room spinning from having had too much to drink, he turned and pressed his lips to hers. Kitty purred with delight as Blaine took her into his arms and delicately laid her down against the cool sheets. He could feel the air getting thicker, his nerves causing him to grow more tense by the minute. Kitty opened her legs to make room for Blaine between them, playfully tossing a leg over him so that her calf came to rest just above his ass. 

A noise similar to "Hmmpph!" escaped Blaines lips, still pressed tightly to hers. Kitty giggled and languidly pulled away. 

"Does someone like that?" she inquired with a grin. Blaine nodded quickly, "Y-yeah."

Kitty pecked his lips and brought her hands to his face. 

"Lets take these glasses off," she whispered. "I have a feeling things are about to get steamy and I cant have you fogging up." 

Blaine blinked a few times, eyelashes fluttering as Kitty put his glasses on the nightstand. She ran her fingers through his hair and gazed up at him; a second leg coming to wrap around him.

"Ive thought about this all day," she murmured breathlessly.

Unsure how to respond, he said the first thing that came to mind.

"I can take my pants off if you want."

"Oh sweetheart, weve got to work on your pillow talk," tittered Kitty.

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One thing eventually lead to another and their bodies inevitably intertwined, but the love between them didnt come easily.

"Blaine, darling?"

"Yes, my heart strings?"

"Why do you close your eyes when we make love?"

"I--I do?"

"Yes, you do."

"Gee, Kitty-Kat. Im sorry. I guess it just feels so good once we get going that Im afraid Ill lose my top before we even get a chance to start."

"Oh, you wonderfully silly man."

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"Blaine…what are you doing?"

"M-making love to you."

"Like that?"

"Well, Im trying my best."

"Sweetheart, I didnt pay much attention in sex ed, but I learned enough from parking to know that the way youre trying isnt going to help get a little bun in my oven any faster."

"Oh---I just thought…never mind."

"No, what is it, Blaine?"

"I just thought we could try something new."

"New?"

"Yes, new."

"I read about trying new things in Cosmopolitan, but---forgive me for saying so, Blaine, but I dont think thats very sanitary."

"Well, what if Im very careful?"

"I just dont think thats a good idea."

"Yes, dear."

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Ten minutes of awkward thrusting and one premature ejaculation later, Blaine had embarrassingly made love to his wife and fulfilled what he hoped would be their sexual quota for the next two months. As his wife moved to cuddle in his arms, Blaine got up.

"Im going to have a shower now," he uttered, standing in the buff before walking to the bathroom, leaving one confused Kitty in their bed.

Sitting up, Kitty propped a few pillows behind her and pulled the sheets around her body. As soon as she heard water running in the bathroom, she reached for the rotary dial phone on the bedside table and rang Judy Miller. After all, Judy already had two children. If she couldnt seduce a man, Kitty didnt know who could. Blaine never seemed interested in sex and she wanted to know why. Wasnt she desirable? Of course she was, but what was she doing wrong? Had she worn too much perfume or perhaps not enough makeup? Was it her breath? Her hair? Her lingerie? While she couldnt put her finger on it, Kitty was determined to fix the problem and mount her husband as many times as possible. 

The line only rang twice before someone answered. 

"Hello Judy? Its Kitty. Is Freddy home? No? Good...Can I ask you something about sex?"