Invariably, while I’m in the middle of getting my groove on, my partner will look at me and suggest a change in position.
“What do you have in mind?” I ask cheekily.
“Woman on top,” he replies.
My WORST position ever!
I’d rather get on my hands and knees but being the type that doesn’t want to disappoint, I oblige.
I climb on top. . .
. . . and proceed to execute the most awkward, inelegant moves you can imagine.
Do I kneel?
Do I squat?
Half kneel, half squat?
I just can’t seem to get any traction.
Other women SWEAR by this position.
In fact I have friends who tell me it’s the only position that allows them to get off.
I’m still all knees and elbows, feeling like I’m hopping on a pogo stick made of meat and can’t get my balance or establish a rhythm.
The truth is it’s nothing that a little practice won’t fix.
If only I could get over being self-conscious about my lack of grace when I’m on top.
Maybe then I could master the technique.
Until then I’ll have to just grin and bear it.
Fake it ‘til you make it.