The Shy and the Exhibitionist.
As of late, I've been thinking a lot about how my wife and I differ in the sack. Or in this case, out of it. We've only been married for around 4 months, so I guess it is early to tell how things will change as time goes by. Mostly what bothers me, is that there are things I've always fancied trying, but she doesn't really seem to share my interest. One of them being fucking out there, in public. We discussed a couple that we know, and how they were caught having sex in one of those booths where you can go try on clothes, at Walmart or somesuch place. My wife is of the opinion that they were nuts, perhaps even pervs, while I think what they did was rather gutsy.
She is always concerned about having the shades closed whenever we walk even half-naked around the house, whereas I don't really care. This one time she was giving me head on the living-room couch at our old apartment, and we'd accidentally left the shades pulled away. Some chick walked by and I noticed her in the corner of my eye, as she slowed down and stared as she passed our apartment. My wife was a little uncomfortable, where as I, being a perv, actually got a huge kick out of it.
I'm not really sure if this is something that should bother me or not, but I guess to a degree it does. Before we got married, our sex life was a lot more...inventive, than it is today. We pretty much stick to the bedroom, with her on top, about 30 minutes, shower, snack. No great surprises. I mean don't get me wrong, it's great sex, but sometimes a little variety hits the spot.
I don't know if I should mention this again or not. We've had conversations about sex before, and I would hate for her to feel like she doesn't satisfy me, which isn't true. I just wish she wasn't so shy.
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