XXXmas

In my first year of college living in the dorms, there was a comedy troupe on campus that consisted of both undergrad and grad students who were honestly AMAZING at Improv.  I still wish I could see them every Friday night like I used to back in the day.

For the Improv team's last Friday night show before Xmas, they decided to make the theme of their show XXXmas.  So everyone had the chance to slut it up or dress up like elves with only panties on, or what not.

So my boyfriend at the time, let's call him Karl, for whatever reason had access to a santa outfit.  Don't ask me how.  So I then rallied my roommate and a friend to let's us be Santa's three hoes - "ho ho ho."  So basically we dressed in skirts, fishnets, red tube tops and santa hats in the midst of winter during this comedy show.  It was a big hit.

But this got me thinking.  When is the last time I got dressed up in a legitimate sexy outfit since then?  Does undressing to a matching black bra and underwear count for my man?  Ugh... definitely not.

My current man, let's call him Sam, has some fantasy of me in a nurse outfit or maybe me in a durndl with beer stein in hand.  Buuuut that's just not my style.  But bustiers, fishnets, garters, top hats, and a riding crop are!

So I told Sam that we are getting each other XXXmas gifts this year.  Since Sam clearly wants me to slut it up more often, this should not be hard shopping for sexy clothes on a budget.  I WISH Agent Provacateur was more affordable, because if so that would be my first pick.

Sam was really in to the idea - I think he in fact said "I dig it" via text.  So come Christmas, you never know, I may get "d*** in a box" or maybe some leather chaps.  Sam is a little more modest and reserved than I am, so I am VERY interested in what he ends up getting me.