Isabella (http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y200/babycakes_0765/characters/tat6.jpg) downed her drink in one gulp when her husband brought up enjoying watching her swim. It was not so much that which bothered the woman but more the next statement of exuberance of how they first meet. Her cheeks went flush as she so hoped that conversation would not turn to that this early in the game of things. She put on that fake smile and added a nervous giggle though as she shifted her weight and let him air a few questions . All good questions as she leaned forward some seemingly very interested in what the younger woman had to say in response.<br/><br/>Turning to face the woman as asked she nibbled at her inner lip and squirmed a bit on the couch as she was slowly letting a bit of her guard down . Mean to be so uncomfortable when she had invited this woman seemed foolish in her mind . Might as well prepare to open up some and have this discussion not like the servants would whisper about things anyways .<strong>" Our comfort level ....well that is nice , seems rather acceptable.  Maybe pushing my comfort level might be best considering that seems to be the problem. Small steps would work best I think ...homework sounds fun . "</strong>as she giggled some and looked over at her husband . Though she really wasn't sure what type of homework a sex therapist would give it might be quite a challenge. Heaven for bids she stood outside the door the woman would fall asleep waiting on something to happen .<br/><br/>The last question though ...somewhere , somehow ...Isabelle found enough courage to speak .<strong>" I have asked you here because ...well I feel that I no longer am able to satisfy my husband in bed. We have a wonderful relationship and I think love each other with a deep passion but the spark in our sexual stage has went out . My fault more than anything , I just get nervous and start thinking about what is proper and what  ...ummmm. I just can't seem to ..." </strong>looking over at her husband again as the nibbling on her lip seemed to increase as she had paused.<strong>" I not sure what stops me from letting myself go ...or that is a bad choice of words . Not be so uptight ...about things . "  </strong><br/><br/>Oh God she was making incomplete sentences and looking like an idiot .<strong>" I want to change ...and be more receptive to his desires and fantasies. I want to be more than just great friends , return to that passion we once had between us before ...everything changed and involved what the world would think . " </strong>swallowing as she continued to stare at her hands in her lap . Her voice lowered and a sadness seemed to creep in ...<strong>" I just ..not sure how to ...do that is all . " </strong>as she let out a shuddered sigh . There the cat was out of the bag and she had hoped that was the same beast that her husband felt needed to be addressed for if there was more it might just break her heart .<br/><br/>Mean this morning he had tried and the hurt look in his eyes as he had left the room ...the guilt of her inabilities flooded the woman's mind . Trying now to think about something else as she didn't wish to cry in-front of their guest .