Soooooo
Interesting eye opener today. Anyone who’s read my blog will know I’ve finally started enjoying solo play guilt-free. What this didn’t prepare me for was finally getting a beautician to “wax the waj” as our country is reopening and I could finally get it done...
Now an “ordinary” person won’t get this, and maybe some of you won’t, but getting waxed when you enjoy pain is a little bit other worldly... There’s the heat, mmmmm so warm and intense, then it cools and hardens and tugs at skin and hair together, then there’s the flicking to grab hold, and then there’s the rip... Holy Mother of Divine Jesus (I’m Irish, it’s an expression, no I’m not innately religious...). In other words, YEESSSSSS
And then, that moment you can feel your nipples hard against your top with your legs spread and no idea what’s going on downstairs because it’s hot and sore and numb and fucking beautiful and you’re sooooo - oh hang on, there’s someone in between those legs, spreading and pulling and adjusting... what if I’m...?
Yup, I was. Not helped by me “private live blogging” to someone and their suggestions in reply making me want to squirm and play, and she yanks, and I moan, and she laughs... ugh.
Yes, I was aroused. Yes, I needed to “clean up” before she continued. Yes, I was mortified. And yes, I apologised.
So, beautiful people, have any of you had embarrassing moments where you couldn’t hide your enthusiasm in what should be “normal” life? Please do share so I can feel a little bit better (despite feeling awesome right now...!)