Scott Gets Anal

Sometimes, as a couple grows more and more accustomed to each other, their needs change. It’s not as if something is wrong or something needs to be fixed, but instead it’s as if something has turned into a monotonous act and needs to be addressed. Spiced up a little, if you will. That’s why last night Carol and I did something in the bedroom that I never thought we’d ever do.

At first I was hesitant. We had discussed this act before, but had quickly dismissed it as it wasn’t exactly within our comfort level. Additionally, change can sometimes be a very frightening thing. See, I am a creature of habit. Even though I can be spontaneous, I choose to follow a basic routine most of the time and do what I know works best for both Carol and I.

Please don’t get me wrong. I’m not opposed to trying new things and am definitely not shy when it comes to this kind of stuff, but what I’m talking about here was a little different. I mean, we’ve been sleeping with each other for the better part of 7 years and we have always done it pretty much the same way. There are little variations here and there, but for the most part we position ourselves the same way every time and do what we have to do. It may not be exciting, but it does the trick. That’s our life.

I’m a little embarrassed to admit it, but this wasn’t our first time attempting this either. After a few bottles of wine on the back deck one evening, we tried it but with no success. Actually, I should rephrase it and say that I tried it, but Carol wasn’t very much into it and it ended up with Carol lying on top of me and both of us laughing hysterically. The attempt had failed, but it planted the seeds in our mind that this was a definite possibility in the future.

After that failed attempt, we didn’t talk about it anymore. I had put it out of my mind for the most part, but every night when the time came around, it was always there as an option. I didn’t ask Carol about it because I figured the more that we talked about it, the more it would be built up and make us increasingly nervous. I knew that Carol was thinking that if we did it once, it would become part of our regular routine and would lose some of the specialness that we wanted it to have. I tried to convince her that just because we did it once didn’t mean we’d have to do it every time or even ever again, but we both remained hesitant. Still, we were both very curious and it hung over our heads like a dark cloud.

Finally, last night I had had enough. As Carol was in the bathroom washing up, I turned the lights off, stripped down, and got into bed. After finishing in the bathroom, Carol came into the bedroom and immediately sensed that something was different. She saw me laying there on the bed and she knew what I wanted. Hesitantly, she got into bed, said “really?” and I responded with “yes.” Tonight was the night that it was going to happen.


At first I felt weird. As often as I had thought about it I had not taken into account the fact that it would feel so different. I mean, I had done this before but never with Carol, so having her there threw me for a bit of a loop. Finally, I became comfortable with this new position and tried as hard as I could to make it work – for both of us. We looked at each other, said “I love you,” and then took it to the next level.

I won’t give you all of the details of our night, but I will tell you that it is something that I am not looking forward to doing again. First of all, it was uncomfortable. I am meant to fit into certain places and this was just not one of them. On top of that, my back hurts today like nothing else. Maybe I should have stretched beforehand or even afterwards, but as I was taking a much needed shower this morning I felt the twinge in my back and knew that this was something I would not be doing again.

I talked to Carol this morning and, to my surprise, she said that she liked it. Actually, I have no idea why it surprised me as Carol is usually up for anything involving this, but somehow I thought she would feel a little disoriented. I know that when I woke up this morning, I felt as if my entire world had been turned around. It felt pretty good for the most part, but I really just wasn’t happy with the ending. This was out of the ordinary and I didn’t like it.

I guess it all goes back to me being a creature of habit and liking what I’m familiar with. Did it feel good? Yes. Did I get a good night’s sleep? Yes. Did Carol do everything in her power to make it comfortable for both of us? With the exception of her one leg that kept getting in the way, yes. It seems, however, that after doing it I’m just not as excited as I thought I’d be. As a result, the next time we do it (hopefully tonight!), we’ll probably just go back to the same positions we’ve used for the past 7-8 years. They’ve worked well for us and we’re very familiar with them.

I guess it all goes back to me being a little anal.

Thanks for reading.




Oh, in case you haven’t figured it out, we just slept on the opposite sides of the bed.

Freaking perverts