After so many years in the bachelor scene, I had almost given up on finding that one special women. Most of the women that I met were either shallow, or looking for the guy that would support them for the rest of their lives. I didn't want anything like that. I wanted a woman who was strong and confidant. I wanted a woman that would be a companion, not a doormat. Jenny turned out to be that woman. I met Jenny at a local college hangout, and was immediately smitten with her. Her red hair was long then, and she was dressed in baggy jeans and a t-shirt. The shop had been crowded, and I asked her if I could share her table. She said yes, and one thing led to another. We finished school that same year, and after another year of dating, we married.
Now, Jenny was not what I would have called a kinky woman. She liked sex as much as the next person, but never seemed to be interested in anything that I would have called βout of the norm'. I had subscription to a men's magazine, and would keep the magazines in a box that I tucked away in a closet. Even when I lived by myself, I would leave the magazines lying about, so I didn't think much of it when a magazine that I thought put away, was found in the bedroom on the nightstand. Like most guys, I rarely spent any time reading the stories or articles in the magazines I bought. I was more concerned with the pictures.
After showering one night, I found Jenny in bed, reading one of the magazines. I was surprised; she had never shown any interest in them.
"Looking at naked women now?" I teased her as I hopped into bed.
"Unlike you Paul, I find that there is some pretty good reading in these things. Some of these stories give lots of ideas." she said, waiving the magazine at me.
I was pretty tired, and turned over to get some sleep. "That's cool hon. I'm glad that you enjoy em'. Maybe you'll show me some of these ideas someday." I told her as I drifted off.
I forgot about the incident until a few weeks later. We were having one of our usual bouts of sex, when Jenny told me that she was going to share one of her ideas with me. We had both just climaxed, so I was feeling pretty mellow as she hopped out of the bed. She asked me to close my eyes, and I waited in darkness as I heard her move around the room. I started to open my eyes when I felt her tying something around one of my wrists, but she clamped her hand over my eyes.
"If you peek, I won't show you, and I'll ever try anything new again." she told me, her voice sounding serious.