My immediate family know I’m kinky.
HWMBO’s family, however, don’t. So one Christmas, when his older sister and her husband started reminiscing about being caned at school and then his sister turned round and said to me “We must stop talking about this because poor Jessica hasn’t got a clue what we’re talking about!”, I had to suppress the urge to cry with laughter.
Last weekend, I went back to Wales to be fitted for dresses for the Fawcett Hall – they are gorgeous! Also present for the weekend was my Ma’s younger sister, who now lives in New Zealand with her husband, who are over for a family wedding this Saturday. Anyway. I hadn’t meant to come out to them, but after two bottles of wine, I found myself talking about the traffic on my blog to my little brother and my aunt overheard, so I just told her about it. I didn’t say “It’s a kinky blog”, I just said “You should have a look at my blog sometime” and wrote the address down.
My aunt looked at the address and raised her eyebrows. My uncle said “Why is it Bend Over Jessica?”
“Because Jessica’s my play name” I replied. Then we left it at that.
If they’ve read the blog by the wedding today, I hope they’re ok with it, because I’ve got my wedding hat all sorted.
Talk about In Vino Veritas!
Well done, brave girl. Now that you’ve jumped into the pool, I hope the water doesn’t prove too cold nor too deep.
I’ve been chuckling about this all week. I hope you have a fab time at the wedding and aren’t bombarded with too many fascinated questions!
Wish I was as brave as you missy! Although almost came out to a work colleague yesterday, looking at a vanilla pic on my phone she scrolled the wrong way and brough up a pic of Caroline Grey and me in matching uniforms!
Cos I didn’t see which photo she was looking at, I assumed it was from HWMBO’s party with me n the Japanese uniform and started saying oh it was awfully short etc and she was like looks long to me and how’d you get them matching. Couldnt say oh that’s another uniform I was talking about! Argh…
Jessica, I hope that the wedding goes well, and that your aunt and uncle aren’t too inquisitive, or if they are they are discrete.
Warm hugs,
Paul.
See, I had half a nervous breakdown when I accidentally commented on a friend’s vanilla blog under “Graham.” I managed to avert the crisis, but like EJ says, argh!
I find it awesome that you’re so open, and kind of funny that HWMBO’s relatives aren’t aware of your kinkiness… because I have this memory of your house being like a Palace of Kinkery.
Maybe it depends on who’s looking, though!
“Because Jessica’s my play name.” ROTFLMAO. What a perfect, perfect response. I can’t even begin to deconstruct how funny that is. I may have to steal that gambit in a novel sometime. xox
cdm
p.s. When M was alive and the stepson was with us, there were a couple of times he was listening more than we thought and piped up, “Who’s Casey?” M replied confidently, “–’s young friend.” This satisfied him. Then. ha ha.
@Graham: One day a member of HWMBO’s family will desend and we shall all be called to de kinkify the house, which even with everyone who reads B.O.J, would take about ten years. Sorry, Jessica, am I making it sound like you two are some kind of pervets!?
xxx