We were out to dinner with about 10 other friends Saturday night and the drinks were making the rounds frequently. My wife who is more of a social drinker had just enough in her to make her a bit boisterous and her volume was creeping up. Someone at the table just had to bring up the 50 Shades of Grey books, and she was on point immediately. She, who liked the books, just started reading The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty. I have read it, and the other two books in the trilogy, in the past, maybe about 10 years ago, so I know the subject matter. Not to mention, as you all may know, I'm pretty well read and know a thing or two about BDSM play. What I didn't agree with was a large section of the restaurant knowing about what the book was about. She jumped right in, "50 Shades is nothing, you should read Claiming Beauty", she says. "By the third page, oh my god", she continues. I didn't say anything to her at dinner, or ask her to quiet down, I was curious how far she was going to take it. It seemed the conversation on the subject died down within a few minutes, after some of the ladies took note of the book title from my wife of course.
Nothing more was said about it until later that night, when on the ride home, my wife brought it up. I told her that I was just curious how far she was going to take it and that I didn't think the subject was fitting for that kind of restaurant. She suddenly got very defensive towards me, and said I didn't trust her. I told her if I didn't trust her, I would have said something when she was speaking up at dinner. That was when she said I was a prude. I sat there in silence, just driving, dumbfounded. We pulled into the garage a few minutes later, still in silence as we went in the house to check on the sitter, our niece. I then had to take her home while my wife went to bed.
Me, a fucking prude, you have no idea the thoughts that swirl in my mind, the constant eddies and currents of sexual visions and energies lying just below the surface. You have barely scratched that surface of what I'm capable of. You have no idea of the erotica I've written over the last few years, of a faithful following of like minded individuals on Blog, or of the sexy Tumblr page I keep. You have never even wanted to see this side of me because it scares you. You are the prude, not I. You are the one that says "that's never going to happen" whenever I bring up something on my sexual bucket list. Whatever your anger or aggravation at me, don't confuse that declaration, when it surely belongs tattooed to you.
A prude I'm not, far, far, from it....
Since I know how low to go
I wont let it show
Won't you touch me touch me, I won't let it go
And now I stand, and I peel for more.
Won't you touch me touch me, I won't let it go
Yes I've finally found a reason
I don't need an excuse
I've got this time on my hands
You are the one to abuse
Yes I've finally found a reason
I don't need an excuse
I've got this time on my hands
You are the one to abuse
One to abuse
You're always talking back to me
You won't let it be, won't you touch me touch me
It never bothered you before
Now I stand and I peel for more, wont you touch me touch me, i wont let it go
Yes I've finally found a reason
I Don't need an excuse
I've got this time on my hands
You are the one to abuse
Yes I've finally found a reason
I Don't need an excuse
I've got this time on my hands
You are the one to abuse
One to abuse
Ooohh
Yeeahh Yeah
Ooohh
Yeeahh Yeah
Yes I've finally found a reason
I Don't need an excuse
I've got this time on my hands
You are the one to abuse
Yes I've finally found a reason
I Don't need an excuse
I've got this time on my hands
You are the one to abuse
Yes I've finally found a reason
I Don't need an excuse
I've got this time on my hands
I've got this time on my hands
I've got this time on my hands
I've got this
You are the one to abuse
I've got this time on my hands
I've got this time on my hands
I've got this
You are the one to abuse
One to abuse
One to abuse
Ooohh
Yeeahh Yeah
Ooohh
Yeeahh Yeah
I wont let it show
Won't you touch me touch me, I won't let it go
And now I stand, and I peel for more.
Won't you touch me touch me, I won't let it go
Yes I've finally found a reason
I don't need an excuse
I've got this time on my hands
You are the one to abuse
Yes I've finally found a reason
I don't need an excuse
I've got this time on my hands
You are the one to abuse
One to abuse
You're always talking back to me
You won't let it be, won't you touch me touch me
It never bothered you before
Now I stand and I peel for more, wont you touch me touch me, i wont let it go
Yes I've finally found a reason
I Don't need an excuse
I've got this time on my hands
You are the one to abuse
Yes I've finally found a reason
I Don't need an excuse
I've got this time on my hands
You are the one to abuse
One to abuse
Ooohh
Yeeahh Yeah
Ooohh
Yeeahh Yeah
Yes I've finally found a reason
I Don't need an excuse
I've got this time on my hands
You are the one to abuse
Yes I've finally found a reason
I Don't need an excuse
I've got this time on my hands
You are the one to abuse
Yes I've finally found a reason
I Don't need an excuse
I've got this time on my hands
I've got this time on my hands
I've got this time on my hands
I've got this
You are the one to abuse
I've got this time on my hands
I've got this time on my hands
I've got this
You are the one to abuse
One to abuse
One to abuse
Ooohh
Yeeahh Yeah
Ooohh
Yeeahh Yeah
So sorry she doesn't get it. Or understand you.
ReplyDeleteYou are so sexy when you're angry.
Your too nice
ReplyDeleteI would of called her out in it.
I know first hand you are NO prude.
Maybe it was just the alcohol talking.
Kittycat