Oh, I'm sorry, maybe I didn't give enough details or say this correctly. The very boring circumstances have to do with entering a monogamous relationship at a very early age -- well before most women/girls of my millieu were even supposed to admit to enjoying SEX, much less having any specific preferences about it. So it wasn't like something I had a choice to explore beforehand, just something I wanted and didn't even have a whole lot of words for. I guess I figured we'd get to it eventually, only eventually seems to now be here and we haven't gotten to it. Does that make better sense?

And I have kind of dropped hints, so I doubt he's missed it, but we just seem to be dancing around the issue. I just wondered if anyone else had been in this situation, but maybe I'm just remarkably inept.

For the record, I used the term "Mr. Vanilla" in a descriptive, rather than normative, sense.