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My idea - luckily she was open right from the beginning.
She's more mature than I was.
The first time (years ago) he handed me a dildo, I threw it in his face, called him a pig and ran downstairs to cry on the couch!
To my credit, he didn't TELL me what it was. I was stressed about Christmas, as we were having it at our house, and he was behind me with the classic, "I have something for you." I'm lying there thinking, "OMG, no. I'm not in the mood." He thrusts this huge vibrating dildo into my hand and I screamed. Then the above happened.
It lay in his underwear drawer until after Christmas that year, and I was having a hard time coming and I thought "Oh, what the hell, grab that thing and let's see what happens." Wonder of wonders... I liked it!
A few months and many toys later he said, "I've created a monster." LOL! That monster continues to live and play.
I don't know what I would have done if he hadn't thought of introducing sex toys into our marriage, though. I'm glad he did.