Sorry for those few (one?) people who have been reading my blog to find out all my dirty little secrets, but this post is dedicated to thoughts about this article (although I guess it will still get a bit dirty).
I just ran across this story: http://www.myfoxdetroit.com/story/23118642/bra-sizes-of-female-detroit-cops-mistakenly-emailed-to-officers
I feel both turned on by this, but honestly feel horrible for these women.
First, my thoughts on the poor women subject to this.
We all know people, even adults, can be immature and even downright horrible.
Imagine some of the things people are saying:
"Wow, I thought her breasts were bigger, she must be stuffing"
"Her breasts are so small, are you kidding me"
"She is so fat, I don't know how she hides all those rolls"
"Damn, look at this one. I need to find out who she is, I really want to see whats under those clothes"
I can bet you that men are probably saying things like this behind these women's backs. This was information that was shared with the police force, not so your coworkers can know your cup size or how far you are from your ideal weight, but so the uniforms could be fit to the officer. It is horrible.
Plus, these are not random strangers, these are the other men and women that they must look in the eye every day, that they must take orders from and give orders to, silently judging you. Can you imagine going in to get the day's orders from your boss, with him smirking slightly and knowing with a fair proximity what you look like undressed? Could you imagine being a supervisor and having those you are giving orders to thinking the same thing? Could you imagine how difficult it would make your job, how embarrassed you would be? Not everyone is a deviant like me. Most are upstanding women, probably with husbands, kids, friends. Could you imagine how you would feel if it was your wife that these detailed were shared about? Could you imagine if you were a guy, how you would feel about your penis size being sent to everyone (yeah yeah, you are all bigger than a babies arm, but there are men who are hung more like a baby...so imagine if that was you).
Now, I know some of you want to know what is going on in my dirty little mind about all of this. While these women did not choose to share this information publicly, the same could not be said for me. True, I would still follow the standard "huff and complain" (Trust me, you really do not want to get a reputation where you spend almost every day, unless it is a positive reputation, and sexual issues are not normally positive on your work life, unless your a prostitute or porn star...), but secretly I am thinking about how much it would excite me.
See, the difference is many fold. I am still young, so I am still fit and sexy. Also, I work hard to make sure that my figure is perfect enough to turn men's heads. I am an exhibitionist and attention whore. I want men's eyes on me. I want everyone to watch me, thinking their dirty little thoughts.
I imagine them staring at my body, knowing exactly what I look like, seeing me naked in their minds eye. I can see them imaging running their hands over my breasts, stomach, ass, down the soft fur above my pussy. I know they are wondering how I would feel, with my pussy squeezing their penis. How they want to plunge in and out, fondling a breast with one hand while sucking the nipple on the other.
I guess I just want people to think. Yes, there are those strange people out there like me, who is willing to give her most private details to complete strangers for a kink, but that is not the normal thing for most people. Everyone has their boundaries, even a little deviant like me, and these poor women have had their boundaries ripped apart, sharing details they did not volunteer and did not expect to be exposed, because some dickhead cannot think to check what the hell he is about to release to every one in that force (clerical error, yeah right, either it was intentional an oppsed later or someone needs to learn to pay attention to what the hell he is doing). How would you feel if this happened to your daughter, your wife, your mother or sister?
So, yes, keep your fantasies, even get off on the thought if it pleases you, but please remember, these are real people, with real feelings. Your fantasies, both those you only dare think about and those that you find a way to fulfill are your choice, not something that you found you had no control over.
My point? I don't know, I just wanted to get my thoughts out there for this horrendous violation of personal information. Feel free to leave me a comment if you want to share your thoughts on this. Yes, I understand some opinions may differ from mine, but I would love to hear them anyways. Not everyone will be able to see eye to eye, but I am open minded enough to understand that disagreeing with me does not make you wrong, it just means we disagree.
I read the article a couple of times. I'm not sure I share the same sense of perceived violation. These particular women provided this information to someone for the purpose of being fitted for uniforms and protection, so they had already given up some measure of privacy. Also, my personal experience (I realize many people's might vary) is that knowing the cup size of a woman is not too jarring a fact that some women don't share it anyway. I am sympathetic to their plight in being harassed based on the release of information (because really, is there anything more puerile and stupidly adolescent as making fun of a girl because of her breast size?), but to me, it doesn't rise to the level of horrific violation.
ReplyDeleteI would find a precinct-wide release of information related to the way each woman shaped, trimmed, or shaved her pubic hair to rise to that level, however.
Now with you, on the other hand, I relish each tiny bit of purloined information, and each new revelation goes to stoking the smoldering (even if distant and vicarious) fire I've been building for you since first encountering you. Bit of information I find intimate and personal would include, as I mentioned above, trimming habits, and nipple details. These, in particular, seem touchy (pun intended) to women.
I understand that it may not seem that intimate for a guy, but imagine if you had a specific measurement needed for your cup size (Do they come in different sizes?), and that the information came out about how big it is, or how small.
DeleteI know, it is not a life crushing thing (Which is why the news of the other girl touched my heart so deeply, and I would not even try to write a fantasy about that), but for those people not inclined to show off, or those without some ideal measurements, it can be humiliating, especially when you think about the fact that these are the people who see you every day, and my bet is, being police officers, it is more skewed towards males than females in the environment.
Now, from my standpoint, I wouldn't mind.
Here is a little story of me, imagining myself in these women's positions:
I sat there before the sergeant, knowing the email he had seen, knowing he knew my personal details.
No longer did he see the somewhat formless police uniform, but instead now understood my petite body, my perky breasts.
I could see his eyes rove over me, could see the lust. I knew he was imagining me naked, his hands roaming over my stomach, by breasts, my ass.
He was thinking about how I would feel around his penis. My mouth, swallowing him, his member twitching as he spills forth his milky white cum into my hot, hungry mouth.
He stands astonished as I swallow his cum, licking my lips, sitting on his desk and spreading my legs for him to try another hot, wet hole.
He immediately springs back to life, and pushed his head against my pussy. Sucking on my nipple, he pushes harder,then harder still, until his head penetrates me, entering my pussy.
He moves slowly at first, thrusting back and forth in ever increasingly frantic motions, until at last my pussy swallows his penis whole.
He kisses my lips, his tongue probing mine, penetrating my mouth as much as he is penetrating my pussy.
As his thrusts increase in intensity, his lips move to my neck, softly biting, to my ears (Nibble on my ears, and you will find out just how horny I can become), slightly nibbling.
Soon he stops everything except for his thrusting, breath panting for sweet release, his penis swelling to bursting inside me. Burst he did, moaning out loud as he cums inside me. His moans burst the last dam, and I feel my body shudder as I climax with him.
"Office? Officer! Are you ok?"
His voice brings me back to reality. I see his eyes flicker again to my breasts, and knowing that he has some knowledge of them now.
"Sorry, was just thinking about something."
"Well, I need your report."
I give him my report, and before I leave, give him one more thing to think on.
"You know, we should go out for drinks someday, so we can get to know each other better."
I leave him, mouth hanging open, staring at the back of me as I walk out, doing my best to sway with no heels.
Both controlling and revealing the fantasy...I like the way you handled this, and as the sergeant, I think having the release of those measurements ending in you spread out on the top of my desk would be a delicious result.
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