We often read about orgasms and many people have come to regard them as a good idea. Whole industries are devoted to providing them – to others and to ourselves. Not only producing them but documenting them and sharing pictures, written accounts, and sound recordings. For all I know there may be firms who sell smells, tastes, and electromagnetic auras of orgasms to a willing market.
But I am also reminded of a scurrilous little cartoon I once saw that showed four people standing around comparing the pleasures to be had from various sexual adventures. One claimed that one form of lovemaking was the best, another touted for an entirely opposite behaviour, and a third had a list of variations to recommend. The fourth was honest – saying none of the forms of sex were half as pleasurable as just taking a regular daily dump. Well, I did say it was scurrilous…
But it was probably right for some people. And I suspect there are equal numbers of other activities that spark pleasure hidden pleasure…even if they do not support vast empires as they do it:
a. Picking your own vegetables and eating them raw in the garden.
b. Finally getting the car completely clean. LIke the afterglow of sex, this cleanliness lasts for only a very short period of time before the cat jumps on either the bonnet of the car or the bed.
c. Starting out with a burning desire to spend money on something and then discovering that you have all the necessary component parts to do it already – for free. If you carry on to project completion and haven’t spent any money, you can lie there in the dark and chortle to yourself
d. Wearing old clothes while looking at the cost of new ones.
e. Finding a book that you have always wanted but have never seen in the shops. And it is on sale for 50¢ at the library…