Picture this- Unexpected expenses have made this week really tight budget wise. My wife and I really can’t afford to do anything which sucks because we were psyched to see X-Men 3. She has a rare three day weekend and other than staying at home, nothing to do. I suggest three days of sex but she says she’s done that already. My wife is a little depressed about being broke right around a holiday.
Around 9:30 last night I was speaking to a woman that I had been chatting with all week and she mentioned that she got stood up to go to the Renn Fair tomorrow. Now this is a possible spanking friend who lives in town and we’ve been trying to figure out a good time to meet for the first time. My wife hears me say Renn Fair and she whines a little. We missed the Renn Fair completely last year and damn it, we’re going to miss it this year.
And that is when possible-spanking friend offered to take us to the Renn Fair instead. Or maybe I offered. I don’t remember anymore because my social anxiety is kicking into gear and I’m nervous as fuck. We really can’t afford to go but if tickets are taken care of, then we can swing one over priced lunch. It’s going to be humid and hot and not the best conditions for meeting someone for the first time. I have been getting along great with possible-spanking friend but we have been chatting for only over a week. What if my wife hates her? What if I hate her? What if possible-spanking friend hates me, my wife or both?
I wish I had gotten a haircut.
I wish I worked out more.
I wish I would calm the fuck down.
The only good thing I expect from all this is that it is Renn Fair, it’s the first threesome date my wife and I have done as a couple in a long time and it’s the fastest I have gone from meeting someone online to meeting them in person. So even if wide disaster strikes and makes this a day that will live in blog infamy, then at least I am sure to get some good story ideas out of it.