Okay, so last Thursday night, me and my partner were just chilling after dinner, kinda bored, and I thought, “Man, things feel… predictable?” Like same old, same old. So I figured, why not shake things up? Here’s exactly what went down this weekend.
Step 1: The “Let’s Actually Talk” Moment
Friday morning over coffee, I straight-up said: “Yo, what if we tried something new this weekend? Like, no pressure, just… spicier?” We kinda laughed but made a deal: each writes down 3 quick things we’ve wanted to try on separate Post-its. No overthinking.
Step 2: The Cheap & Cheerful Prep
Didn’t wanna wait for fancy deliveries, so I hit the dollar store. Grabbed:
- A feather duster (for tickling)
- Chocolate syrup & whipped cream
- Blindfold from an old sleep mask
Total cost? Like $7. Threw ’em in a shoebox labeled “Weekend Fun” 😂.
Step 3: Setting the Vibe (Without Candles)
Instead of mood lighting, we blasted 90s R&B playlists loud enough to drown out neighbor’s dogs. Closed the blinds, dumped laundry off the bed, and banned phones. Seriously – chucked ’em in the freezer (accidentally left mine overnight… oops).
Step 4: The Post-it Reveal
We swapped notes. Mine said:
- Use the feather thing
- Try shower instead of bed
- Whisper dirtier stuff
Hers:
- Blindfold game
- Feed me chocolate
- Slow down foreplay
Compromise? Did all six over two days.
Step 5: The Messy Execution
Saturday night, blindfolded her with that sleep mask. Used the feather on her neck – she giggled so hard she snorted. Then drizzle chocolate syrup on… well, everywhere. Let’s just say cleanup took longer than the act itself. Sunday tried the shower idea – slipped and almost concussed myself. Laughed for 10 minutes straight.
What Actually Worked?
Honestly? The talking part first. And laughing when things got awkward. That feather duster? Trash. But whispering stupid stuff like “I am the nacho cheese champion” mid-act? Gold. Felt like dumb teenagers again.
Takeaway: Spicing things up isn’t about perfect execution. It’s about being willing to look ridiculous together. We’re keeping that $7 shoebox on the dresser now.
