*Based On A True Story

The other day I stopped by my local photo shop , USB key in hand, happy at the prospect of printing a very cute picture of my husband’s granddaughters. I was well aware of the fact that on that key, there were many other photos that I wouldn’t really want to share with too many people. Although then again, I really have shared them more than anyone could consider appropriate, but that can be a different story. This idea gave me a snide feeling. Like wearing no panties. This was my Dirty Little Secret du jour. I enjoy giving myself a cheap thrill every now and then. Scaring the shit out of myself really. At the same time, it was a very calculated risk. On my computer at home, when I use this storage device, everything is neatly arranged in folders and you have to open one to see what is hidden inside. I left the adorable children photo out, so I was not really too sweaty-palmed about the whole deal, just a little bit invigorated by the thought of the second-generation photographer guy I have known for nearly twenty years now being so close but yet so far from seeing some fairly shocking images. This is of course depends on your definition of shocking.

Until he saw them. They were just reeling by in front of my bewildered eyes, like the deer in your headlights.. And his. Quite a bit less bewildered. I felt a bit faint but I pulled it off with a friendly elbow in his ribs and a “Vive la photo numérique!” He reassured me that he sees these kind of photos everyday…it was difficult in the pornographic mess to find my very sweet step-grandchildren but finally their angelic faces appeared, the photo was printed for merely .50 centimes and I continued my sometimes dangerous life.

Although all of this may be relatively entertaining in itself, it is not the root of my story. It’s just pretense. My story is more about those images, about how a women from a middle-class, church-going family…a married women as well, how she (I) have built up such an interesting specimen of human sexuality. There are various examples of my own sexuality, there are some of miscellaneous computer lovers but not many. I don’t usually save revealing photos of other people, unless there is something really extraordinarily beautiful about them. I am not keen on the idea of getting anyone into trouble. You never know what can happen. I usually figure it’s best to delete, delete, delete. Lastly but most importantly, there are about 50 photos of my husband with a Ukrainian (bitch) he was in love with for what seemed like an eternity to me but was more like six months in real life. I think that will be the topic of my next story. Maybe it will be refreshing to get that off my chest and although it’s quite a banal story-line, it’s a pretty interesting story.

24 comments

  1. Nick

    OMG. O.M.G. O! M! G!
    Do you still have those 50 photos I sent you???
    The ones with..me… those other two…and the sheep???

  2. H.H.

    So many thoughts! First, I hope some of those “computer lovers” pics are of me and Lo. Second, it’s really not fair of you to tease with words and not produce. Telling and no showing 😦

  3. Theo Black

    You should post a picture of the Ukrainian, and have a contest for best photoshopped deformity.

    • pivoine68

      Of course I have already taken that idea into consideration…

      (Yeah, so she is prettier/younger/sexier than I am…I’ve said it now!)

      Bisous My Théo,
      Dawn

  4. AR

    I am very interested to know how those pics of your husband and the last woman ended up in your possession, and why you still keep them!

    • pivoine68

      That is another chapter! I not only keep those photos, I also have a “Hate Collage” that I made out of stuff I drug out of the garbage highlighting that whole period of my life. It is behind the headboard of our bed. Always. I’m like that. I guess I need tangible proof to make sure I have not just had a shitty dream or something.

      Big Beautiful Photo Bisous, (I love your Tumblr!)
      Dawn

  5. Romantic Dominant

    You are a fascinating woman and that throwaway line at the end will surely be a compelling tale.
    I have many photographs and videos of lovers. They are in such a secure digital place that only I can reach them. I could never have taken the risk you took – they were entrusted to me in such good submissive faith.

    • pivoine68

      You are right…I was quite careless. I honestly didn’t think there was a real risk. (although it was exciting to take that chance.Until it backfired…) Live and learn I guess.

      Je t’embrasse,
      Dawn

  6. Accidental Masturbator

    Years ago I briefly worked in a camera shop, in the days before anyone had heard of digital cameras and when 35mm was king. One customer regularly brought erotic photos in for developing, explicit enough that the prints were always closely guarded, so sadly I never got my hands on them. I think somewhere I may still have a couple of very soft core glamour shots from a different customer – I must see if I can find them.
    I know if I’d found your pictures I’d have made copied for myself.

    • pivoine68

      Hihi! No, I have a stalker! I guess I will have to change the name of my blog…which is ok I guess because I was sort of wanting to change it anyway. I hope this does not hinder my efforts to become rich and famous….;)

      Bisous,
      Dawn

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