Bondage isn’t really a thing I’ve done much with Kevin. We’ve played with handcuffs and silk scarves. One time he tied me to a tree with a rope and fucked me as we laughed in the moonlight. But he really has a thing for mermaids, so I kind of thought we could improvise and combine his fantasy with some kinky play.

On the first day of our beach trip, I handed him a box containing the necessary pieces for my plan. But when Kevin opened up the package and saw its contents, he looked mystified.

The fabric strips were patterned to look as if they were covered with fish scales. There was some netting, too. I wanted to have some fun on our vacation, and this had seemed like a good idea after a few glasses of wine with my girlfriends.

“I don’t get it,” he said.