I’ve had a few relationships in my time. Each one, the sex has been great. I have a list longer than my arm of weird and wonderful places I’ve had sex. Strolling through a field and you get a bit frisky and the next thing you know, you’re getting to it surrounded by a herd of cows. Even my daughter’s dad who turned out to be gay was super spontaneous when it came to sex. Swimming pool changing rooms, public showers, the car in the daytime... and he didn’t even really like vaginas. I find that it’s a huge turn on to be sort of grabbed by someone because they just have to have you right there and then. It makes me feel good about myself, I won’t lie.
Anyway, I’ve been with my partner for just over 5 years now. I love him to death and he’s my best friend. But the sex. Ugh. Don’t get me wrong, it’s great and he’s the only guy who has ever been able to make me, ahem, finish BUT it’s a “in bed, at night, no foreplay, lights off” kinda thing.
He’s always been like that. No spontaneity at all. It’s always been an issue for me and I have spoken to him about it more times than I can even remember. I try to be spontaneous myself, I’m naturally a submissive (I do too much bossing about in my normal life, when it comes to sex I want someone else to be the boss lol) I will dress up (or down, if you will) I try to drop hints. But nothing.
When we’ve spoken about it before he just says sorry and that he will try and be a bit more spontaneous. Then the next time we have sex it might be in the daytime and we might do something other than missionary but then after that it goes back to being the same again.
I have been sat in the garden the past week due to the heatwave, in a skimpy lace bralet (I’ve misplaced my bikini) and I’ve been rubbing oil in to myself and all that jazz. Fairly seductive stuff. I took a picture of the garden all sunny and stuck it up on snapchat and a couple of guys replied to me saying “I bet you’re boyfriend is all over you if you’re sat out sunbathing!” and I thought, is it weird that he isn’t?
I know that I should probably initiate. He knows that for me, my turn on is to NOT be the initiator, otherwise the whole point of the spontaneity is kind of missed. I know he loves me and he tells me I’m sexy all the time and he is very affectionate in the way that he likes to cuddle up with me and kiss and whatnot but anything sexual, it’s almost regimented and I could actually sit here and write down a description of EXACTLY how it goes (I won’t) because it’s the same every time. I try and change positions, he gets huffy. I wear nice underwear but it makes no difference because the lights aren’t off anyway. Am I just destined to have dark, bedroom missionary sex for the rest of my life?