I’ve had many awkward moments in my life, and not all of them linked to kink, in fact most of them come from my vanilla life.
There was the time T walked into the bedroom carrying a very large kitchen knife and an apple (he was 3). Mr H and I were having sex, and he wanted the apple peeled. Mr H calmly peeled the apple and T went back downstairs to watch his movie.
Then there was the time when T was about 13 and he told a room full of people that he thought I had planned to get laid that night. It transpired he thought it meant getting drunk.
I’ve learned to be very careful when I open my photo gallery just incase I haven’t moved a naughty image to my private folder, as friends sometimes don’t want to see Mr H’s cock in glorious technicolor. I say sometimes, because the one friend that did see his cock was very complimentary… 😂
But probably the worst awkward moment for me was when I was learning to ride a motorbike. I was very overweight at the time and wearing a 4XL mens pants (not many shops sold ladies bike clothing and in fact even the shops that do the sizing is atrocious. But I digress, when I swung my leg over the bike for the first time and sat on the seat the seam on the pants ripped.
There was an awkward silence as the 3 men doing the course all looked at me, having heard the noise. Eventually one of them asked the obvious question “was that your pants?” I was mortified. I had to complete the day with ripped pants among strange men, who even asked me “do you have something underneath?” Of course I did have clothing on underneath but there was that awkward moment where I couldn’t believe they had asked.
This post was inspired by Wicked Wednesday #384 ‘awkward‘, click HERE to see other posts also inspired by the topic.