Opening Up

Matt sat at the edge of the bed, face bright red as he nervously fidgeted with his hands. His girlfriend, Vicky, unaware of his anxiety, sat under the covers while she scrolled through instagram on her phone.

"Uhhh...V-Vicky, can we talk for a second," Matt finally sputtered out.

Vicky looked up from her phone. "Sure thing babe." She noticed how nervous Matt seemed and set her phone down. They had been dating for over 3 years now and she could tell that this was not some random question or story about his day. She grew nervous herself, "What is it? Is everything ok?"

Matt sensed her worry and tried to reassure her. "Of course, everything is fine...its just...its just...I have been meaning to talk to you about something and I'm not sure where to start."

Still on edge, not sure what to except, Vicky tells him to just start from the beginning.

Matt takes a deep breath, closes his eyes, and begins. "Listen Vicky, you are amazing and gorgeous and I love every second with you. But I have to admit there is something missing from our relationship that I haven't brought up before because I wasn't sure how to talk about it and I was afraid you would think I was weird or something." He pauses, looking over at his girlfriend. She is looking thoughtfully at him, very supportive but also clearly unsure of what is about to happen. "I have a fetish...something I've never shared with you or anyone. I thought I could just forget about it, but it keeps cropping back up in the back of my mind to the point where if I don't try it, I feel like I will regret it."

Vicky starts to giggle, the tension leaving her. "Oh Matt, is that all? I thought you were about to break up with me or something! I'm sure we can spice up our sex life a little. Want me to buy a maid outfit and we can get some fuzzy handcuffs?"

Matt stops her. "That's not really what I meant. What I want to do is a bit more specific and involved than that."

"Well...what is it that you need?"