About Opening Scene
If you missed episode 10 of Starz’s Outlander last night, you missed one of the most interesting openings to an episode of any show I’ve watched recently: husband Jamie performing oral sex — apparently quite expertly — on new bride Claire. It gave a whole new meaning to Claire’s question on their wedding night, “Where did you learn to kiss like that?” as well as to Jamie’s response: “I said I was a virgin, not a monk.”
He sure wasn’t “kissing” like a monk in the initial scene of episode 10.
In fact, I was so surprised by the scene, complete with Jamie’s waiting for Claire to climax before answering the insistent pounding and shouting at their bedroom door, that I turned to my boyfriend of 21 years to ask him a question about that particular scene and get his male perspective. While my boyfriend doesn’t watch the show, he knows the premise. I’d already watched episode 10 once, and it was just starting again.
“Jamie’s a newlywed, and they’ve been separated a lot,” I said, indicating the television, where the show was playing, on mute. “How’d he learn to do oral sex so well and so quickly if he was a virgin when he got married?”
My boyfriend looked up at the screen.
“Her breasts look better when she’s lying down than when she’s standing up,” he said, referring, of course, to Claire (Caitriona Balfe).
“Do you think she taught him how to do oral sex?” I said.
“What time period is this?”
“The past,” I said.
“What year?” said my boyfriend, still staring at Claire in the bed, bare to the waist, her leg over Jamie (Sam Heughan)’s shoulder with his head buried against her lower body.
“1793… I think. Why?”
“Looks like he’s doing it right,” he said.
“What’s that got to do with the year?”
“Nothing. I was just wondering what time period it was: past or present.”
“The present in this show is still the past: it’s 1945.”
“Who’s her husband in 1945?”
“The one playing the bad guy in the past: the one with the dark hair. His name is Frank when he’s her husband, but in this time period, he’s Black Jack Randall.”
“Okay,” he said, looking at the screen, his book lowered, waiting, apparently, for another shot at Cait’s bare upper body.
“Do you think Claire taught Jamie how to do oral sex? Or do you think he knew how to do it before they got married, even if he was a virgin?”
“How would I know?” he said, still watching Cait. “Did he come through the stone with her?”
“Stones,” I said. “No. He’s her husband in the past.”
“And he was a virgin when they got married? At his age? Back then?”
At this point, Claire climaxed, and Jamie’s cousin was permitted to enter the room on his urgent business. Since Claire covered her breasts, my boyfriend lifted his book and started reading once more.
“Undergarments?” said my boyfriend, looking over at me.
I told him about the scene from episode 1, with Claire sitting on the table in the decrepit and abandoned castle, husband Frank (Tobias Menzies)’s remark about her “leaving her undergarments at home,” and then his kneeling down to please her.
“Uh-huh,” he said, going back to his reading.
“You didn’t answer the question,” I said.
“I don’t know how her red-head-husband learned oral sex,” he said, turning the page. “I don’t watch the show.”
“How did you learn it?” I said.
He kept on reading.
“Did someone teach you?”
“From The Joy of Sex,” he said.
“You learned oral sex from a book?”
“Yes. Does the red-head-husband know how to read?”
“Joy of Sex wasn’t published back then,” I said. “You really learned oral sex from a book?”
“It had pictures,” he said, looking intently at the book he was reading in bed.
“How old were you?” I asked.
“Younger than that guy,” he said, glancing up very briefly at the television screen where Jamie was getting dressed.
I waited patiently for my boyfriend’s answer to my question, but he continued turning pages as I prepared to click off the television.
“So, you don’t have an opinion on whether Jamie’s being a virgin on his wedding night was a technicality or not?” I said, wanting to know a man’s opinion on the subject.
“He could have been doing oral sex on girls but not having intercourse with them,” I said. “Either so they wouldn’t get pregnant, so he wouldn’t have to marry them, or both.”
“I don’t watch the show,” he said, looking up to see if Cait’s character was nude to the waist again. “I don’t know anything about it.”
“I was just asking your opinion,” I said, snuggling closer to him, “as a man.”
“I learned it from The Joy of Sex,” he said, kissing me on the forehead before slightly adjusting his position in bed so I wasn’t lying on his shoulder any longer as he continued to read his book. “I don’t know where the red-head learned it, but it looked like he was doing it right.”
I never did get an answer, from a man’s perspective, to my question.
But Claire looked quite happy with new husband Jamie’s performance.