Bored and extremely hungover as usual last Sunday afternoon, I was desperately racking my brains for something to do that wouldn't involve (a) Making any further bruises to my bank account (b) Removing the remaining mascara, and (c) absolutely no booze.
Intrigued by the Karma Sutra book my mother strangely found appropriate to put in my Santa stocking, my boyfriend and I decided to give a new position a bash. After all, everyone knows sex is the best cure for a hangover. Well that and a huge fry up.......
After much deliberation - him insisting on 'The Dog' (no guesses for that one, people) and me insisting on something 'sensual' - we decided on 'The Cat'. A happy medium, I thought - after all, relationships are about give and take.
But surprisingly, lying on my stomach and having my legs yanked up in the air by my ankles did not create the tender, loving feeling I was after. However, as I wasn't exactly putting much effort in, I was hardly in a position to complain. My boyfriend, however, seemed to be having the time of his life - maybe he was still drunk?!
Being in the position of strength and control certainly did it for him on that occasion. So I let him have his moment….but not before I had mine of course.
I'm not sure about the position itself but some more experimentation will definitely be on the menu.
Karma Sutra - mistake or miracle? Only with practice will I find out...
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