Spilling the beans

"What's the best way I could tell this using the fewest words since I feel like your going to grill me anyway... I walked in on Stacy riding Bruce like an mechanical bull at the fair when I got home today..." I say, letting it spill out all out at once. Her face stays emotionless, taking a sip before reaching over and rubbing the back of my hand, "I never did like her much, always seemed to be putting on a show for anyone who would pay attention. How are are you doing?" Her eyes were soft with compassion, making her face look even more beautiful. "In the back of my mind I knew the relationship was coming to an end, arguments were more frequent and it seemed the love wasn't there anymore, or at least I was starting to wake up. It's just rough for to end in such a way..." I look down at my hands, my mind lost for words. I look up as she slides over, curling her body around mine. I let out a sigh, "I knew she had a high sex drive, but it always seemed like we only did stuff that interested her." A chuckle escapes her lips, "I'm sorry but are you tell me you have kinks, kinks you've never done?"