So this idea popped into my head last Tuesday while waiting for the subway. Saw this couple whispering behind a pillar, and my brain went: “Huh, wonder if we’d ever…” You know how fantasies just sneak up on you? Grabbed my phone right then and typed bullet points before chickening out. Went like this:
Testing the Waters First
Friday movie night, I deliberately picked that beach scene from that rom-com where they almost get caught. Casually paused it and said “Damn that’d be terrifying… but kinda thrilling?” Watched my partner’s eyebrows shoot up. He chuckled: “You’re into that?” Bingo – got my opening. Threw in a “What if?” with shaky hands under the blanket, and watched his face. No running away or calling cops? Check.
Building the Actual Convo
Next morning over burnt toast (distraction helps!), I laid it out proper: “Okay so about last night…” My rules:
- No names or real locations – strictly fantasy mode
- Started with safest spots: empty parking garages or balcony after midnight
- Kept it like ordering pizza toppings: “I think elevators sound hot but museums scare me, you?”
His turn came with wilder ideas – turns out dude had been imagining ferris wheels for months. Laughed so hard orange juice came out my nose. Key was treating it like dirty jokes first.
Action Steps That Worked
Made zero plans to actually do anything risky – pure talk therapy. But Monday we tried this:
- Drove to empty lookout point pretending we “might get caught”
- Just heavy kissing with windows cracked, zero clothes off
- Whispered scenarios while cooking dinner later (“Think neighbors hear us?”)
Felt like teenagers giggling over stupid dares. Best part? Afterwards, we had the real talk about boundaries: dark alleys = no, hiking trails = maybe one day. Wrote ’em on takeout menus with doodles.
Why This Clicked
Sharing this crap felt like jumping off a diving board – terrifying ’til you’re wet. Learned three things:
- Bring it up sideways (movies/jokes beat “We need to talk”)
- Laughter disinfects awkwardness – we cracked up describing terrible places (DMV? Hell no!)
- Start small – fantasy talk in bed before actually anywhere public
Month later? Zero public acts attempted. But pillow talk’s 200% spicier and that subway fantasy? Now it’s our inside joke when trains rattle past.
