At a meal today, a friend of ours almost dollops ketchup on my arm.

My partner then said " Careful, Patsy wouldn't like it "

I gave him the "look" and I think that we got away with it.

"No, I'd hate for that to get on my dress" I replied with a straight face.

If only they knew!

Had a similar conversation with a friend while watching random videos on YouTube. Saw a girl trying to jump a small creek and ended up covered head to toe in mud. She's like.... why would anyone do this? I replied very unsarcastically, I'd jump in deliberately. She's like no you wouldn't. We got to talking about mud and clay baths, and by the end, we were both searching for mud spas in our area haha. Sadly they don't offer anything like that here, but it did give me a good idea if I ever want to open a business lol.

Two separate convos- one before and one after my girlfriend found out about my kink:

1. The before convo happened while my girlfriend was trying to decide what to wear to a concert on a summer night (venue where GA is on a hill and you can bring your own food and drink in and tend to dress nicer):

Gf: I want to wear a maxi dress since I don't want people looking up my skirt but it's supposed to rain and I don't want my dress to get muddy.

Me (thinking about how I totally wouldn't mind that at all): yeah totally not lol

2. We went over to my parents house for Father's Day and we're relaxing watching Mother of the Bride on Netflix. At the end when everyone jumps in the pool fully clothed:

My mom: that seems so dumb they're ruining their outfits!

Girlfriend (looks at me knowingly): yeah I totally get that.

We're coincidentally going to a concert at the same place tonight lol.

You can't beat those exchange of glances, where only the two of you know

Very early on in our relationship (20 years or so now), my wife and I were making dinner together for one of our first dates. Complete with homemade banana cream pie and plenty of cream topping. When it came to eating our meal, we finished our main course, she decides to go "freshen up" and on coming back, I had placed the pie on a barstool. Silly girl acts like we must have lost the pie before "accidentally" sitting on it. She quickly tells me "found it" before recycling as much as she could into the tin and dumping it down her shirt.

The funniest part is commenting to her on MySpace (damn, was it that long ago?!) "You seemed nervous about making the pie, but you sure wore it well!". Turns out she doesn't eat sweets, but didn't want to "waste" an entire pie. Crazy when I think I was her first ever *everything* that she was so adventurous and still is.
No one in either of our families ever figured it out. Our little inside joke.

At the concert last night there was a lady 10 feet in front of us on the hill in a maxi that was way too long for her (like we wound up leaving at the same time and even with heeled sandals on she had to hold the bottom up).

During the intermission between the opener and the main act everyone is standing up and stretching and my girlfriend looks at the lady and she has a very visible swampass mark on the butt of her dress.

GF: ooooh it's wet

Guy next to us, overhearing: