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Stephany and Jeff had been wanting to spice up their sex life, but as neither one of them was very spontaneous, they had difficulties coming up with ways how to achieve that goal."Oh, I know!" Stephany suddenly exclaimed, breaking the silence in the room. "How about a game of spin the bottle, but with a twist?""Ha!" Jeff chuckled. "With a twist? I don't think you can even play that game without twisting the bottle at the very least."Stephany sighed. "Jeff! Now is not the time for your witty remarks. I'm trying to be serious here." She crossed her arms and pouted."Alright, alright," Jeff said. He took a deep breath to recompose himself. "So, what's the twist?" he asked, scratching his head. "Don't get me wrong, I enjoy kissing you, but I'm still a little confused about how this game would improve our sex life.""Well," Stephany started. "You know how Hoppeken released that ad recently?""The 'share a beer with x' campaign?" Jeff replied."Yes, that one!" Stephany confirmed. "What if we buy a bunch of those bottles without looking at the names, cover them up at home, and then shuffle them, so we forget which bottle had what name?""Okay?" Jeff said questioningly. "And then what?""Then we spin a bottle," Stephany resumed. "And whoever it lands on, has to reveal the name and assume the role the way the other person imagines a person with that name to be like.""Oh, like, role-play?" Jeff asked."Exactly!" Stephany said cheerfully. "It could lead to fun role-play ideas, which takes a load off of our shoulders on thinking up scenarios from scratch."Jeff thought about it for a moment and laughed. "So, like, if you land a bottle that says 'Jack', you have to role-play a lumberjack?""If that's what you imagine someone named 'Jack' to be like, I suppose so!" Stephany answered and laughed along. "Some bottles could lead to ways to spice things up sexually, while others could just be a bit of non-sexual fun on the side, to keep it light.""Fair," Jeff said. "I don't know if I could recover if I had to pretend I was making love to a gay lumberjack." He shivered."And why's that?" Stephany asked Küçükyalı Escort teasingly. "Weren't you pestering me about trying out anal for the past few months?""I mean, yeah," Jeff admitted. "But I'm not sure if finally fucking you in the ass would outweigh the mindfuck it'd give me if you looked like a guy while we did it.""Oh, babe," Stephany said, softly pushing Jeff. "Do you really think you would be the one fucking the big, burly lumberjack?"Jeff's face turned red. "I didn't-, you-, I-," he stammered.Stephany laughed. "You know I have a strap-on, right?" she teased and give Jeff a kiss on his red cheek."How about a second bottle?" Jeff suggested, still beet red. "If either of us is uncomfortable with the scenario, we can spin for safety. Whoever it lands on gets to decide if it's a sexual scenario or a non-sexual one?""A second spin in case we don't already agree on the setting?" Stephany asked. She took a moment to think about it. "Alright!" she finally said. "But whoever loses that coin toss will have to accept their defeat and play along. No sore losers!""Hmpf," Jeff pouted. He took a few seconds to recompose himself and added, "You just wait till you're in an uncomfortable situation and you have to swallow your pride!""We'll see about that!" Stephany jested. "Now c'mon, let's do our groceries and buy some Hoppekens while we're at it."The couple got in their car and left for the store, where they placed their regular groceries in the cart and headed to the beer aisle to check out the Hoppekens."Haha!" Jeff laughed as he revealed one of the bottles to Stephany. "They even have a bottle to share with 'Barbie'. Can you imagine someone with that name being a beer drinker?" he chuckled.Stephany laughed. "I guess the common names sell faster," she argued. "So we're more likely to find odd names if we just get a large number of random bottles. Anyway, what did I say about looking at the bottle names?""Right, right," Jeff said. "I know. I shouldn't. It'd spoil the surprise. But I couldn't resist having a quick peek. I'll stop now... How many Küçükyalı Escort Bayan should we get?""Uhm, I guess we could start with six," Stephany suggested. "If we enjoy it, we can do another six at a time. That way, we shouldn't end up having that many odd names.""Each pick three at random, then?" Jeff asked.Stephany agreed, and the couple finished their groceries. Upon arriving home, Stephany immediately grabbed paper and tape to cover up the names on each bottle while Jeff put the rest of the groceries away."Want to play one round already?" Stephany asked from the other room."Sure! I just finished here too," Jeff replied, entering the living room."Alright," Stephany said excitedly. "I covered the bottles, so, who gets to pick and spin first?""Well," Jeff reasoned. "It was your idea, so how about I shuffle the bottles around, and then you pick and spin one?"Stephany agreed and turned her back to Jeff, who randomly changed the placement of the bottles. After he finished, he let her turn back around and pick a bottle."This one!" she said, picking a bottle from the pile.Stephany walked to the kitchen to empty the beer into two glasses before returning. After they drank the beers, Stephany placed the bottle on the floor and spun it. It spun around for a few seconds, but eventually, it slowed down and stopped, facing Jeff.Jeff picked up the bottle. "Alright," He said suspensefully. "Let's see what's behind door number one..." He removed the paper covering the name on the bottle. "Looks like you just shared a beer with... 'Christian'?" Jeff said. There was a pause. "Want me to do a religious role-play?" he then asked and laughed. "Lord knows it's high time for confessions to be made in this household.""Actually," Stephany said teasingly after a moment of thinking. "I was thinking more of a certain Mr. Grey.""Oh," Jeff said awkwardly. "Well, you'll have to help me out, then. You know I haven't seen or read anything about that series.""That's fine," Stephany said. "If you just set up some toys in the basement for a bit of BDSM fun, that'd be Escort Küçükyalı good enough for me.""BDSM?" Jeff thought out loud. "I can do that. Give me... let's say two, maybe three hours? Meanwhile, you can get dressed for the occasion while I make a quick trip, and then I'll set something up.*****"Well, look at you!" Jeff said, looking at Stephany. He had just finished his preparations in the basement and got dressed in a two-piece suit, as he vaguely remembered depictions of Mr. Grey in a suit.Stephany was seated in the living room. She was dressed in a thin, red, see-through night robe. Underneath it, she wore red laced lingerie. She had applied a lot of makeup to make herself look even more attractive than her usual self. Even though half of her face was now covered with a black, laced masquerade mask, she looked absolutely gorgeous. She even took the time to polish her nails red and put on matching stiletto heels."Good evening, Mr. Grey," Stephany said nonchalantly. She reached out her hand in a rather posh way.Jeff reached out, took Stephany's hand, bowed forward, and kissed it, before standing back up straight and tugging Stephany's hand to pull her out of her seat."Good evening, miss..." Jeff said inquiringly."Palmer. Stephany Palmer," Stephany replied.Right, I'm the only one who's supposed to be role-playing a different person, Jeff thought. He placed his left hand on the back of Stephany's neck, brought his face closer to it, closed his eyes, and got a whiff of her perfume before planting a kiss there.Stephany was impressed with Jeff's directness. It was not his usual self to act this way. For not knowing much about his role-play character, he made a very good impression on her with his newfound attitude."Say, do you fancy a drink?" Jeff asked."A drink? Hm. Like what?" Stephany asked, trailing her index finger down Jeff's chest."Why don't you come down to my wine cellar and take a pick?" Jeff asked."A wine cellar? Not the answer I was expecting," Stephany said, imitating a mild shock. "I was hoping you had a playroom down there, instead," she teased."Oh, but it is," Jeff replied, his face turned smug. "I just call it the wine cellar because you'll be 'whining' for release by the time I'm done with you.""Clever play on words," Stephany admitted. "But I remain unconvinced. Let's see this cellar of yours, so I can be the judge of those claims."