It wasn’t the first time you mentioned it.
“You know what I think about sometimes that would be really hot?”
“What’s that?”, I reply, knowing you’ve had plenty of shots while you’ve been working tonight.
“I wanna watch another guy suck your cock.”
I was a little taken back. Normally, these texts were a little more on the BDSM side. Choking, spanking, handcuffs. All the stuff we already did in our regular sex life.
“I dunno. I’ve never even thought about something like that. I’m not into guys at all.”
“Oh please baby!”, she pouts, “Sometimes I have fun like that too. I think you should too.”
I flashback to all the times she’s mentioned her curious nature. Parties where she’s had a few too many drinks and she’s made out with a girl she’s been talking to all night. Sometimes they kiss and their tongues touch. Other times she’s had a lot to drink and their hands end up down the front of each other’s pants. She’s never told me more than that though. I know for her; sexuality is a bit more fluid.