
Sometime in 2020 Mr Jones replied to a post in a social “Lifestyle” group about a weekend long house party. At the time we had retreated from quite a few friendships that we had made in the swing scene and I was in the process of pushing us back into the world of socialising. We met a few people on that weekend. Mr and Mrs Bubble, our hosts for the weekend have been a feature of our lives since then.
But they were not the only people we met. There were two other couples one of whom we did not stay in touch with. I was definitely interested but the Mrs of the pairing was not sure about the whole swinging thing and while the Mr was very keen I wasn’t about to get into a situation that involved deceit or coercion.
The third couple we have kept in contact with. I am not going to lie, the friendship has been a slow burn. The first night we met there was much drinking. They are both heavy smokers and I made a statement about not being interested in playing with a smoker. It may or may not have been delivered in a less than tactful way. I am socially awkward at the best of times drunk I am less reserved but my filter is completely removed. What comes out is what comes out. So we didn’t get off to the best start. For the longest time I wasn’t sure if THEY liked US. And so I didn’t push it.
0ver time we found ourselves hanging out with these people more and more. Mr and Mrs Bubble are the glitzy champagne set type. There is this allure about them that makes everyone want to be their friend. Their circle is filled with the drama and gossip that goes along with social climbing. These guys are salt of the earth people. They do what they do and they say what they say. Mr takes the opportunity to remind me about the smoking statement frequently because he is a shit stirrer and he enjoys seeing me squirm. But I believe there is no malice in the statement. There was also an unfortunate incident that involved a misplaced spank. Again alcohol and no filter. Again he reminds me of it frequently and every time I feel a twinge of embarrassment.
Something I wasn’t entirely aware of was that Mrs is a regular reader. She recently informed me that one of my stories made her so horny that she held Mr down and fucked the life out of him after she read it. Something I find incredibly flattering. I was challenged by Mrs about not having a “blog identity”. Like Mr and Mrs Bubble. Fair comment. People like to read about themselves. I guess it makes them feel as if they have made a mark in your life. As I said this relationship has been a slow burn but I hope it will be one that endures. As a result of the challenge I have been wracking my brain for a couple of weeks trying to think of an appropriate name. Usually the names come easily. This one for some reason isn’t but then it appeared. Not sure if they will like it but hello Mr and Mrs Crazy Arse. Thank you for being part of our lives!
Thank you for giving us perspective in the crazy social world that revolves around the Bubbles and the events we find ourselves at.
Now that you have been introduced I am sad to say you are moving away and will be further away from us. Hopefully we will still be able to see each other and catch up.