It Slipped Out

Do you have someone in your life, other than your spouse, that you can talk in depth about sex with? I don't. I have a great girlfriend whom I would not be embarrassed to discuss sex with, but we don't. I actually brought up the subject once with her. Kind of an effort to feel her out, test her reaction so to speak, if I told her about my blog.  She turned kinda red, told me she and her husband, whom she loves very much, had not had sex in years. Then she quickly changed the subject. Needless to say, I never mentioned my blog. That happened a couple years ago, shortly after I started this blog. I've never considered mentioning the blog to anyone else, until recently.

There is a young girl I work with, just 22 years old. For the sake of this post I will refer to her as S. S is a lovely girl who lives with her 40 year old boyfriend. On occasion she will ask me questions about sex. One day during our lunch break she started talking about sex and the things her boyfriend had been asking of her. She wanted my opinion on it. This particular day she wanted to talk about blowjobs, one of my favorite subjects. During our discussion, the fact that I write a blog about sexual and relationship stuff slipped out. I did not tell her the name of it, or give any specifics. Actually, I was kind of horrified that I had told her. I had never intended to, I just got caught up in the conversation and it happened. That conversation happened about 6 weeks ago and she's never mentioned it again, until yesterday.

Yesterday, S, myself and another young girl, M, were sitting together chatting. S said she had a question for us. She asked both of us if we had ever been asked by our guys to lick their balls and if we had what did we think of it? Now, in situations like this, I tend to listen more than talk. That was pretty easy to do because M seems to think she is an expert on the subject of sex and had a lot to say about the subject. Most of what she had to say was how disgusting that was and how she would never do it. All I contributed to the conversation was, yes, I had been asked and no I didn't have a problem with it.

All would have been fine, except, S remembered my blog and said she wanted to read it because she thought she could learn a lot from it. That's when M piped up and started asking me about it. First she wanted to know if I wrote about my coworkers. I told her no, since I usually don't and that's not really the focus of this blog. Then she wanted to know if it was an open diary. Well...of a sort. I simply told her that my blog contains content which requires me to carry a warning that it's not suitable for those under 18.

At that point, S started asking me again if I would tell her the name of it. Could she find it if she googled my name? The answer to that, is no by the way. She went on and on trying to get me to tell her, with M listening quite closely and contributing to the badgering also. At that point I said, vanilla isn't really a word associated with me and left it at that. M took that opportunity to state she wasn't vanilla either and that she had tried everything.

Now, I don't mean to be judgmental, but M has shared, possibly over shared, quite a bit about her sex life. She definitely hasn't tried everything. And, though just my opinion, she is what I would consider vanilla. In fact, I would categorize her as someone who doesn't really like sex, but does it to get and keep a man. I've often felt bad for her that she seems to not understand how exhilarating and fulfilling great sex can be.

M is most definitely not the person I would choose to share things I share here with. I couldn't ever see me telling her that Musicman spent quite some time Friday evening warming my backside with the hairbrush before moving on to the flogger and some mind blowing sex. I also wouldn't ever tell her that Saturday night he chose the leather strap and the G-spot vibrator to drive me right over the edge of sanity. I'd probably have to explain first the g-spot and then the g-spot vibrator to her.

I ended the conversation by telling S that she was free to look for my blog, but that I didn't think she could find it. I'm pretty sure I'm correct in that assumption, but ya never know. I'm not going to worry about it, if she does stumble across it, I'll deal with it then. So, have any of you ever shared your blog with people in your real life, other than your spouse?