"You seem nervous today," the older woman smiled as they sat in her kitchen, sipping coffee.

"Not really," Jan answered, unable to bring up the subject that was bothering her.

"Come on, Jan," Lois urged. "Something's bugging you."

"I guess I'm sexually frustrated," she blushed.

"You – sexually frustrated?" laughed the older woman. "How could you be frustrated with that beautiful big man you have?"

"I can n-never r-reach an orgasm," Jan stammered nervously.

"Have you consulted a doctor?" her friend asked.

"It's not me," she replied. "It's Ted."

"Why is it Ted?"

"He simply can't control his ejaculations," Jan answered. "It's always 'wham, bam, thank you, ma'am."

"Well, honey," Lois smiled. "That can be worked out with patience and practice."

"But, Lois," Jan continued, "you don't know how frustrating it can be."

"Oh, yes, I do," the older woman sighed. "George hasn't made love to me for over five years. Not since the baby was born."

"What?" gasped Jan. She knew that Lois' husband was in his fifties, but he was such a robust man.

"That's right," Lois smiled. "George has completely lost any desire or need for sex."

"I can't believe that."

"Well, it's true," Lois replied, getting up and pouring them another cup of coffee.

"How can you stand it?" asked Jan.

"I have lovers," was the woman's direct reply.

"You don't!" Jan gasped. "I don't believe you."

"It's true, honey," her friend replied. "I enjoy affairs that no one knows anything about."

"But, how could you?" gasped the startled young girl. "That's wrong."