You always admired how well I treated your and took care of you. I'm always the perfect gentleman, however, there is one area I'm not meeting up to your expectations: the bedroom. All your previous relationships have been far more sexual and kinky. In your past relationships, your boyfriends have had larger cocks, taller, and fit, muscular bodies. Meanwhile, I'm shorter, and I'm not hung like a porn star. I have a decent body and you always compliment me on my ass. When it comes to sex, it's rather vanilla. It usually involves a couple positions, like missionary, doggy, cowgirl, but nothing terribly exciting. Early on in our relationship, you and your prior partners incorperated bondage, spanking, various toys, among other kinks into your sex life. My sex life has been rather bland but I've always had a desire to have a kinky sex life. What you don't know is, I have wanted our sex life to be kinkier, I simly did not know how to tell you. Anyway, you've decided our sex life needs to change.

We had just come home from dinner out. As always, you looked stunning. On the drive home, you tease me, and we talk about how we've wanted to make our sex lives far kinkier. While we're talking, you're running your hand over my crotch. I would have pulled over and fucked you then and there, but I did not want to get a ticket. Besides, we were less than five minutes from home. After pulling into the garage, and opening the front door, you tell me to wait in our living room. You couldn't contain yourself. Under the bed, you pull out the box of toys you received the week before last. It was filled with toys like paddles, butt plugs, vibrators, clamps, and more. Laying them out on the bed, you change into a sexy lingerie set you bought two days prior. Calling for me to come back to our bedroom, I see the toys laying out on the bed and you looking incredibly sexy.