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My wife and I were at the wedding of one of her college friends over the weekend. We didn't know a lot of people. We were standing next to a small group of people when a man introduced his girlfriend. She had an odd name. One of the men asked him what he called her. My wife and I looked at each other, thinking we might want to move away from a potential unpleasant exchange. The man answered that sometimes it was supreme goddess and other times it was dirty sex poodle, that it depended on the mood. There was an awkward silence in the group and then everyone started laughing. I was left with admiration for the man in the way he dealt with the situation. I also wanted to talk with them and get a vibe on if they were really scene players. The opportunity didn't come up. Ah well. Have you ever heard an off color comment and wondered or wanted to ask? It's two days later and I'm still wondering if they are really kinky.

Years ago my wife and I went to her friend's second wedding. I only knew the bride and the groom. My wife knew them, a few of the bride's relatives and a couple of her close childhood friends. Unlike most wedding I had ever been to, the tables were small, six people. At our table one couple didn't show up but one of the bride's childhood friends did with her husband. My wife knew them both and handled the introductions. The wife was Italian American, looked like a 40-ish Annette Funicello... with an edge. Dark black hair, bright red lipstick and matching nail polish, dressed in a long black gown, with black lace covering her arms and ample breasts. She wore a gold Catholic cross that, of course, fell on top of her cleavage. Uncharacteristically I became lost for words and made an effort to make sure I spoke to her straight in the eye. Of course she sat next to me which made me a bit uncomfortable. LOL.

The husband, a few years older than her, was also Italian American. He had long gray hair in a pony tail, conventional suit and tie, but when we said hello and during dinner I noticed he had long fingernails and they were painted in different colors. She had her own business (I don't remember what) and was friendly but reserved. The husband seemed far more passive and I forgot what business he was in. My imagination went nuts. She had the look and demeanor of a top Dominatrix. And the husband? Definitely a sub vibe... maybe into cross dressing?

The drive home with my wife was fascinating. She joked that she was proud I wasn't staring at "Anniette's" breasts. She then said that the couple was then married for at least 25 years and they had three kids, two in college and one in high school. We both finally said, you can't judge a book by its cover. I brought up the kink angle and my wife said she never heard anything about that from her friend, the bride. And we both blurted out at the same time, if they're happily married, kids are doing well, who cares what they look like or if they are into kink behind closed doors?

Dirty sex poodle? ROFL! I've been in a few of those situations. When it comes to innuendo, I'm never certain what is my over active imagination and what should be obvious. It is fun to think about.

Oh JB........
Annette Funicello??? Sing it JB.....MIC....KEY....M..O..U..S..E.......God bless you man! Believe me when I tell you, I really needed that.
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The Driver

What a great story! I would have been staring straight at her breasts. She had them dressed up after all. LOL!

It is probably wishful thinking sometimes but it is funny to hear.

Driver, this was in the '90s sometime. Looking back on it the bright red lipstick and fingernails (didn't see her toenails), fair skin and dark black hair and outfit, she could be described as a mature goth Annette Funicello.

Scooby, if I had stared at her breasts, either "Annette" or my wife would have killed me. Maybe both. LOL!

Kinky or not, what a hilarious response. Kudos to the couple for deescalating the situation with humor. Love it.

I was at one of my wife's work related events. It was a casual thing at a college football stadium. I met lots of people there, but the most interesting was a woman who was a VP or something 3 levels up from my wife.

She was... Bossy. But funny and charming. But... Clearly in command.

She was wearing a necklace. That necklace had a key dangling from it that nestled nicely in her cleavage.

It wasn't just any key. It was long and thin with a small section of teeth to unlock a lock. The handle part was a heart shape. It looked like it was nice, expensive metal and custom made.

Well of course I noticed it. It was difficult to stop looking at it.

"Wow THAT is a nice key!" I said.

She looked at me, smirked and said with a very well rehearsed tone "Thank you. My husband gave it to me. It's they key to his heart."

The look on her face was interesting. She was guarded, rehearsed, was looking for my reaction, but honestly didn't give a shit.

I looked at him. He looked back and covered embarrassment and self consciousness well, but I am pretty sure it was there. Also he seemed really happy.

Later my wife asked, "what was all that about the key?"

"I'm not 100% certain, but I'm pretty sure that's a key to a chastity cage. She probably keeps his cock locked up."

My wife just said "Oh yeah. That totally tracks. She is a control freak. She works from home a lot. He used to have some engineering job, but he quit so he could 'stay home and take care of her full time'.

That lucky bastard.