Impulse, Part One
A few Fridays ago, Pup and I were invited by a couple we’re pretty good friends with to a sex/play party held a little ways from our place. I hadn’t been to one of these in quite a long while, and the entire week leading up it I was incredibly nervous at the prospect of going.
The day of the party, my jitters peaked and everything seemed to be going wrong. A meeting I was supposed to have that day ran over by an hour and a half, so I was running severely late. While getting ready, I managed to break a light in our bathroom. Somehow, Pup and I had accidentally assumed we’d both be wearing this one flannel that’s been sitting around our closet.
Yeah, a flannel. The theme of the party was camping/the woods. He was going as a lumberjack, so the flannel worked best for him. I think honestly my outfit looked more like some kind of 90s grunge kid from Seattle. Lace bralette with a different oversized flannel opened up on top, a short skirt, thigh-high socks and knee high boots. But, whatever, as we both remarked, “we’re probably going to be wearing this crap for all of ten minutes.”
Even though I looked good, I was anxious and a little lazy and exhausted by the day. “You’re going to have a partner there,” I lamented to Pup, referring to Azure, a girl he’s been seeing since the spring. I like her, though she’s pretty quiet and has a really unbearable husband (MORE ON THAT LATER) that I really didn’t want to end up cornered by at this party, as he had done in the past. “I’m worried I’m going to be stuck awkwardly in the corner and you’re going to have to feel bad and keep me company.”
We’d invited Leo, but he had family visiting. Though I had some friends who would be there, I was genuinely worried that I would be too shy or awkward or nervous to really do anything with anyone.
Once we’d gotten ready and I felt brave enough to go, we realized we wouldn’t actually be all that late. So we hopped in the car and proceeded to get stuck in an obscene amount of traffic, doubling the amount of time the trip should have taken. By the time we got there, we were so annoyed about some pretty terrible people on the road that I almost considered asking if we could just go home.
But I’m really glad I didn’t.