Although we had and open relationship for years and he knows I have some stories of past experiences on my blog, he's never had much of an interest in visiting the blog.
Although he said he wasn't upset I got the vibe that something was bothering him.
I flirted, " How's The Boss?" "My name is not Boss! Can you call me by my real name for once," he snapped.
Me: What's wrong?
Boss: Nothing. I'm fine. How are you?
Me: I'm o.k.
I found it strange that he snapped about something so small like calling him by his nickname. But when he left to run his errands he seemed o.k. so I didn't pay much attention to it.
That evening after dinner we were still at the table when he
walked to the counter and pulled out two letters.
Boss: By the way I was doing some cleaning in the office and found this.
It was a draft of a story I was working on for the blog. When I saw the first words I felt my heart sink in my chest. I felt as if I wanted to crawl up in a ball and disappear.
Its one thing to share my experiences anonymously with someone.
But to have someone that you know and love read explicit actions between you and another dude can be very embarrassing. Its kind of like being a teenager and your mother finding your gay porn stash (which actually happened by the way.) Not to mention; this is my partner. Although he understands that I like various sexual activities with others that he wasn't into, I never wanted to throw my experiences in his face. I have too much respect and love to be like, "Honey I'll be back. I'm going to fuck someone tonight."
Whenever I'd hook up or go cruising I'd just say that I'm going out tonight. He'd tell me, "O.K. be careful." I knew what he meant.
But now he had blow by blow detail of what sometimes take place when I "go out."
Me: I'm so sorry Michael.
Boss: Don't apologize. I know we decided to have an open relationship.
Me: Yeah, but I never meant to....
Boss: Throw it in my face? I know. The fact is you didn't I just discovered it. But in the future when you're writing drafts for your blog .....
Me: All drafts are gone! AGREED!
We gave each other a kiss and I went in the spare room, turned off all the lights with my hands over my eyes for about 15 minutes calling myself "stupid Idiot!"
Well at least there weren't pictures this time !