Monty, the idea that a man who is right next to a woman, can hear her voice, her breathing, feel her responses and even her heartbeat can't tell whether that woman is enthusiastic or not boggles me. Men don't go around stuffing cake into people's mouths because they can't tell whether those people want cake or not, do they? Reading someone's signals is not hard at all, we expect people to do it competently all the time. And yet when it comes to sex suddenly men become blind, deaf, insensate and unable to simply ask "are you ok?" Why is that?
Cailindana, I have had sex with women who were enthusiastic about having sex, even pushed one off me who decided to insist on it while she preferred I stay asleep. But I have also been with women who pretended enthusiasm. I became aware of that only with hindsight by dint of experience. The last woman I was with, before I met my wife, I straight up asked her why she was pushing herself to have sex she did not want. She looked at me like I had dropped a bomb on her. None of them were girls, they were older women who fell into some form of trap of providing sex rather than sharing it, on the basis that if they did not do so they would not get what they realy wanted. Not a mercenary action, they traded sex they did not expect to enjoy for the possibility of real intimacy. They wanted the warmth of a man in their bed more than they wanted the warmth of a cock in them. Thats one example of the fallacy of obvious enthusiasm for sex. Others, one woman I was with was like a traffic light, literally 'touch me' 'dont touch me'. Disturbing. Other women who would say things like 'You would be good for me.' or 'You should have tried harder (to have sex with me)'. Argh.
I would like it to be just as clear as you think it is, that's why I was teaching my daughters principles of enthusiastic consent before feminism articulated it as a term. But trying to do that on a personal scale while, on a societal scale, I seem to be fighting against not only men but women avidly consuming billions of Millls & Boon, Shades of Grey and Twilight. Its hard, damn hard. All of that societal crap with its underlying themes of the confliction of desire and the erotisation of consent, with the heroine not knowing what she really wants, with sex as her gift to be surrendered despite herself. None of it helps my daughters, none of it helps sons.