I'm not quite sure, but I may have outed myself yesterday.
We had a checkup with Doc yesterday and I had warned Musicman that when Doc mentioned rehab I was probably going to laugh. So, we are sitting in the exam room, Musicman on the end of the exam table and I was directly across from him in a chair.
I wore my favorite dress and the "magical" OTK socks and of course no undies. Musicman had spent most of the morning pulling my dress up on the pretext of checking to see how my little bruise was doing. It's gone, he just likes my ass, lol.
The checkup started off well enough, then Doc asked if we received the information on the rehab. I couldn't help myself, I started to laugh. Musicman just looked at me with a shit eating grin on his face and didn't say a word. It took Doc all of 3 seconds to figure out what I was laughing about, to which he said that was going to be my next question.
By this point I was laughing too hard to even hear Musicman's answers to Doc's questions about how his equipment was working. Good thing too, cause goodness only knows what I would have popped up with in answer to that question. I finally got myself together only to hear Doc ask Musicman how his mood has been. Musicman responded it was fine. Okay, good so far, but then Doc said the following to Musicman, "I see her mood is better, I was going to offer you a tranquilizer shot in the ass for her."
I totally lost it laughing, and this time so did Musicman. Doc just looked at us kinda bewildered. Every time I would get it together Doc would say something else that should have been quite innocent, but by now my brain was in full on naughty mode and I would start to laugh again. Doc finally just gave up and said, "it really doesn't matter what I say, you are going to hear something dirty aren't you?" I was gasping for breath from laughing so hard and could only manage to shake my head in the affirmative.
When I finally could talk again I told him, Musicman had been laid up for a month and I had to make up for lost time. He just shook his head at me. His wife is not a fan of sex and Doc has often complained to us over the years that he never gets it. Poor Doc, once a month would probably be a vast improvement for him.
Now that all sounds innocent enough, except that Doc knows us very well, he and Mrs. Doc were our next door neighbors for over 7 years. We spent a lot of time with them, they had our permission to use our pool whenever they wanted as long as they checked first to see that we weren't back there skinny dipping or fooling around on the swing. It was apparent that even though he knows we are a highly connected couple and we both have high sex drives, something has changed. I hope he doesn't think too hard about it.
Honestly I'm not too concerned about it, as long as he doesn't ask for details, lol. We are going away for a weekend in March to attend a wedding of some close friends of ours. Doc and Mrs. Doc will be there too. The bride has reserved a block of rooms at a hotel close by the wedding venue for the out of town guests, I hope we don't get the room next to Doc and Mrs. Doc. I would hate to have to explain any noises they might hear.
Anyone know a good reason for requesting a corner room when I make the reservations?