Porn, not just maids and nurses anymore.

So I was browsing through my hard drive the other day and came across some porn.

After the initial shock wore off (and after downing a beer), I went back to the computer and tracked all the porn I could find, wrote down all the info I could gather from each picture (ie: somebody's Apartment, So and So in Brazil, Tits something or other, Erotic webcams...and so on and so forth), hid the booklet I took the notes in, downed another beer, and walked around my kitchen. Ok, so I guess the shock hadn't worn off.

Suddenly, I was rather impressed. The Husband is more of a voyeur than I thought. (It's always the quiet ones!). Next thought... "where can I buy a hot nurse outfit in this town?" I was totally planning on capitalizing on The Husband's apparent enthusiasm for porn and join in on the fun. I mean, why not?

Now, the pictures were not of nurses, but of doctors. The women portrayed were in a dominating pose/character/what the hell ever. So hmmmm... that means that The Husband may like to be dominated? Wants to give up all control and let someone else take over?

I found myself getting a bit turned on! I used to LOVE that! I was always the one in control. I was always the dominate partner. I Loved to do all the work! (And then I met my husband and fell in love and got in the mindset that seeing as I loved him, we should make love, not fuck. That sort of thing. How completely silly. And, if these pictures were anything to go by, what a complete waste of the last 5 years.)

Went to bed at that point, plotting a hot surprise for him.

Got up the next morning, waited for him to leave for work, grabbed the notebook and started googling the information I found.

After 2 hours of viewing porn and after 2 hours of being grossed out (some pictures are just TOO close up), I went back to the original pictures I found, only to notice the date that they had been viewed. August 27, 2007, 3:14pm.

The Husband was at work.

Who the hell was looking at porn on my computer? I was home, but I'm not into porn, let alone look it up on the net for crying out loud. Did anyone come over at 3:14 in the afternoon, I can't remember? And if so, why would they be looking at porn on my computer?

WTF?

So, I was a bit disappointed in realizing that it wasn't The Husband's (for two reasons, 1) it would have meant that I knew something about him that he didn't know I knew, delicious, no? and 2) it would have given me some sexual ammunition so to speak.

Now, we just go back to him burping and farting and watching tv.

Yes, I'm a bit disappointed.

Urs.