Boredom. The depths of winter. A seeming inability to find anything worth watching on Netflix (or Prime or Tubi or whatever……). None of these are irregular occurrences in our house. We both work demanding jobs, with plenty of extra hours required, and with that we have a seeming lack of hobbies. We also relocate to facilitate our careers at an almost alarming frequency, which means we never have any kind of social network (the old school kind, where people actually see people face to face). We have no children. So when we do have a quiet evening or two in a row, chores are caught up (or we are simply too tired to do them), and the fridge is full of already prepared meals (we love to cook), boredom sets in rather quickly.
This would normally result in me playing some silly game on my iPad, and her scrolling endlessly through trash on some social media site until inevitably we decided it was time for bed. One fateful evening in November, 2023, however, I threw something out there.
“Want to watch some porn?” I asked, casually.
Neither of us are prudes, but it’s safe to say we don’t watch porn, at least together. I imagine this is fairly common amongst most couples. This has never been an activity we did as a team. I said it mostly in jest, expecting an eye roll or a groan of some sort, at which point we would resume our gaming or scrolling.
“Sure” was her rather immediate reply.
I wasn’t prepared for ‘Sure’. “Great” I thought. This will be fun, or interesting, or at the bare minimum, something other than what we would normally do to kill a quiet evening. I left my comfy chair, cozied up next to her on the loveseat, and she handed me her iPad. Off I navigated to one of the various go-to sites for this sort of thing, and up popped all sorts of recommendations. I was strategic in this – my iPad would obviously have remembered what I normally watch. Hers was clean.
“See anything that jumps out at you?” I asked.
I wanted her to make the first move. I wanted her to be comfortable in whatever it was we were going to watch. No matter what it was, this was new for us, and I was ok with it. We both have lists of kinks…likes and dislikes…..turn-ons….and we have always been pretty open about them. I still wanted her to lead though (this would turn out to be prophetic). She scrolled through a few pages of random videos, there was some eye rolling, some “People actually like that?” comments, and then she clicked on a chastity video.
I said nothing. We watched. Chastity videos are one of those rare kinds of porn where (if that’s your sort of thing) what’s exciting is what isn’t happening. She didn’t say much through the video, I said less. After it was done I clicked on another, suggesting maybe it would be better. Again we watched, relatively silently. After the second one was finished, I asked what she thought.
Her – “It’s interesting”
Me – “Interesting how?”
Her – “I don’t know, just interesting”
I quickly navigated to an online toy store which sold chastity devices. Pages of brightly coloured cages, steel death trap looking things, electro-shock enabled ones…..you get the idea. I asked if there were any that looked interesting. She asked if I would actually wear one. I asked if she would like me to wear one. We were feeling each other out. We didn’t really know anything about it other than the two videos and some random things I had seen over the years. I told her I would try it if she wanted to try it. I told her to choose a device she liked. I went to amazon and quickly started looking at different options, choosing one I thought might work as well. Within an hour she had picked out a silicone birdlocked device and we had placed the order. In the end, that order was extremely slow to ship/arrive, and we placed a secondary order for a cheap stainless device from amazon, but more on that in another post.
This evening, one where we were simply looking for a way to kill the boredom, would have a profound effect on both of us, though neither of us knew it yet.
When asking your wife to watch porn, be careful what you wish for!