With a nod, Kate acknowledged she had said they needed something to help. She was still not fully certain they were talking about the same thing. Neither of them were saying it out loud, which was the biggest clue they were talking about there slowly dwindling sex life. She had gleaned enough, over time, that Simon was a little bit wild in the way he lived his life so it did stand to reason that he could have some valid advice to help them find a spark that seemed to be missing.<br/><br/>Kate blamed herself. She had struggled with finding pleasure that she over thought everything and ended up have little to no fun.  She had told Phillup many times that her difficulty with orgasms was just how she was made but she suspected he also knew there was something else beyond physical ability that was causing the sexual problems.<br/><br/>Smiling softly at him she waited for the question and was shocked he needed to ask if she trusted him. He was her husband of course... but then she thought for a moment. "Yes." She said firmly after that pause. "Yes Phillup, I trust you." She really did. Phillup had never given her any reason to not trust him.<br/><br/>That seemed to end the conversation as Phillup picked up his phone again. Kate returned to her thoughts, no longer planning her day but analyzing this rare breakfast conversation with her husband. She barely knew Simon but she trusted Phillup. She trusted he was making the right decisions for them. He was staring at her again, a strange expression on his face. The expression excited her a little as his eyes seemed to sparkle as they stared. But it was work related. Always it was work related.  Kate returned to planning her work day routine.