Prologue:
Lauren and Grant had been married for fifteen years now (together for twenty total), and the boring routine of life had long settled into a comfortable (if not exciting) routine. Even their sex life was predictable. The only complaint either of them had was the disparity in their sex drives. Lauren had never had a high libido, and the birth of two children had done nothing to increase it. Grant, on the other hand, was always in the mood. He prided himself with being the one to introduce new things into their tried and true rituals.
Lauren and Grant complimented each other physically. Neither were very tall and both carried a little extra weight. Lauren has dyed purple hair, brown eyes, a cute up-turned nose, and a nice pair of tits. Grant has brown hair, blue eyes, wide shoulders, and a quick smile. Lauren is a teacher, despite her punk hair and tattoos; while Grant works in finance and dresses much more conservatively. They have been a couple long enough to know how the other would react in most situations and were easy and affectionate around others.
The following is a mostly true story of how they reignited their sex life.
Part 1: The Awakening
Thursday Night
It had been about a year since Lauren and Grant's most memorable date night. The sex was unforgettable. Grant had been asking Lauren for ideas for some time of things they could do to spice up their sex life. He'd stressed that he wasn't unhappy with the sex, it was just that the routine was getting rather stale.
Lauren had pretended ignorance, "Routine? What's our routine?" she'd asked.
"I beg for a few days, you relent, I go down on you until you come, then we have sex until I come. It's been the same since before we were married, maybe it's time to find something new" Grant had answered. "I'm not saying we need to do something new, our routine works. I'm just asking if there is anything we haven't tried that you'd be interested in trying".
Lauren had thought about it for a few days. Something she'd be interested in trying? Maybe skipping the few days of being hounded for sex? But something new in the bedroom? Lauren realized that she was out of her element - she'd always been happy with the "routine". She didn't even masturbate on a regular basis, Grant was seemingly always horny and ready to jump into bed whenever she asked. New? Maybe Grant was trying to hint that he wanted something else?
After a few days, Grant brought up the subject again at bed time. "Have you had any thoughts about what we talked about?"
"I've been thinking, but I just cannot come up with anything I'm interested in trying outside of our normal, you know, behavior".
Grant smiled. He knew that Lauren couldn't even think the word "sex" without blushing. She was just too embarrassed to discuss even the most basic carnal need with her partner of twenty years. Knowing what he was working with, he'd come prepared.
"I thought you might say that. I've been doing some internet searches to see if there was anything I thought might help us come up with something".
"I bet you have", Lauren said with a raised eyebrow.
"Now, now. I am capable of typing more than "lesbians" or "blowjob" into a search engine. I found a website geared toward couples like us - couples that have been together long enough that we still are interested in sex with one-another but looking for something new. They have a quiz that we each take separately. It breaks out various sex acts and allows us to rate them based on our past experience or interest in trying. I'll email it to you now. Let's take it tonight, and we can discuss the results before we go out for dinner this weekend."
So both rolled away from the other in bed and took the test, saving a copy to their phones for discussion later. Halfway through, Grant had rolled over and said "Just so you know, there's stuff on this list I have no interest in". "Thank god for that", Lauren had answered. In her head, she was pleased that Grant had said that - she'd been concerned that he was giving her a list of things he'd like to try - and some were definitely off the table.
Before she'd finished, Grant had turned off his light and fallen asleep. Lauren was amazed at how fast he was able to turn off his brain and get rest. Finding herself alone, would her answers change now that Grant was asleep? Having gone through the quiz, she was surprised to find herself...aroused. This was a rare occurrence - usually Grant was the one awake and aroused and she was the one snoring quietly off to the side. Unsure of what to do, Lauren decided to review the quiz and see if she wanted to change any answers.
The quiz was a laundry list of sex acts, starting at the most innocent (kissing and cuddling), escalating to hardcore (oral sex, vaginal intercourse, and role play), and ending at the more exotic kinks (most of which Lauren had to use Urban Dictionary to define).
Grant was not Lauren's first lover, though she was his. There were no secrets between them, she knew what he had done with his high school and college girlfriends and he knew all about her previous boyfriends. On their first date, nervous and feeling out of place; Lauren had given Grant a blow by blow detailed record of all of her interactions with boyfriends in the past. Far from scaring him off, it had only made Grant realize how inexperienced he was and endear Lauren to him as someone who was open and trusting. Besides, he'd once told her, then he knew that she put out.
Reviewing the list was...interesting. Armed with the knowledge from Urban Dictionary, she went down the list and tried to think of the items in a new way. She'd certainly never considered any of them as something worth trying before, but maybe Grant had? Lauren had gone through the anal section rather quickly. A few years before Grant had started running a fingernail around her anus while he ate her out. While it made her come, they'd discussed going further and decided against it. For right now, she was as experienced anally as she wanted to be.
The kinkier sections were what held her interest now. Foot jobs? Boob jobs? Bondage? Facials? Were these the things Grant was trying to steer her toward? She tried to picture using her feet to rub Grant's cock. It was decidedly hard to picture. Once he had pulled out of her mouth during a rare blowjob and come on her chest. At the time, she had only been relieved that he hadn't come in her mouth, now she wondered if he had planned that all along. Did Grant want to come on her face?
Despite questioning her partner's sexual interests, Lauren was finding picturing Grant doing these things to her (or her doing these things to him) a turn on. Pornography had never been of any interest to her, she'd always found reading erotica much more arousing than seeing the act visually. Now an unmistakable warmth was spreading from her cunt (which Grant insisted she call it) up her stomach. Pretty soon her nipples would be hard. Her eyes immediately went to the "Nipple Play" question. She'd already marked it as "no interest", but her nipples were extremely sensitive. Maybe it would be nice to have Grant spend more time with them.
Lauren couldn't help herself. She picked out a few terms from the quiz and quietly searched for them on the internet. "Nipple Play" had been in the BDSM section, so she wasn't entirely surprised to find pictures of abused tits in various dungeon scenes. Sprinkled into the hardcore torture pictures were tits being lovingly sucked and licked - much more Lauren's style. Absent-mindedly she stroked her inner thigh. She changed the "no interest" to "willing to try" on the quiz.
"Blindfolded" brought up the same mix of hardcore and softcore pictures. The pictures Lauren found the most appealing were those with the women blindfolded using silk ties or scarves. Grant did not have to wear a tie to work anymore, but he had a few lying around that would serve the purpose. Lauren changed this answer from "willing to try" to "want to try".
The last term she searched was the one Lauren found the most alluring - "light bondage". She'd tried handcuffs with a previous boyfriend and found them uncomfortable and intimidating. Grant had friends who were police officers, and they'd told stories at a party about having to rescue fellow officers from "compromising situations". She still remembered her old boyfriend roughly handcuffing her to the bed and joking about not letting her free. Asshole.
While there were definitely more than a few beautiful women handcuffed to beds, most were bound by thick rope. And not just their hands. Some women were completely wrapped in rope, others were tied in positions where their partners had unfettered access, and still others were hung from steel hooks by their legs or arms.
Lauren gasped out loud when she saw a picture of one woman whose hands were tied to a headboard, blindfolded, while her cunt was being eaten by her partner. The woman had a passing resemblance to Lauren and her partner had more than a passing resemblance to Grant - though Grant certainly did not have the tribal tramp-stamp tattoo as the porn star in the photo.
Lauren's low level arousal now kicked into higher gear - her nipples, already sensitive, were now taught and straining against her t-shirt. Her cunt was soaking through her panties. Was it the pictures or was it the thought of Grant eating her out while she was blindfolded and bound to a bed? The question ran through Lauren's head as she quietly pulled back her sheets and made her way to the bathroom.
