Posted by Scott on May 29, 2008 at 07:50 [69.247.77.231]
I have just made the amazing discovery that one of my co-workers here at the real estate office is a fellow fetishist, and this co-worker is female! Her fetish is so extreme that she can’t conceal it from other people, and I am the only one at the office who hasn’t known about if for years, because I am new here, only a few months.
Karen is in her middle forties, hence about 15 years older than I am. She has slightly olive skin and short dark brown hair. She’s a bit on the heavy side, but her face is really quite pretty, and her best feature is her sparkling eyes. Her worst feature is her teeth, which should have been straightened years ago. She is very sociable and has an extremely bawdy sense of humor. She enjoys shocking people with her raunchy jokes and openly brags about being a “dirty old Scorpio.” She is a very sexual woman in a way you seldom see these days. She wears extremely short skirts and dresses.
But I noticed that people avoid Karen in spite of the fact that she is really a very nice, kind, wonderful person, always helpful to everyone. At first I thought people resented her because she uses her sexuality to unfair advantage. It takes most of us about five minutes to show a client the bedroom. If rumors are true, it takes Karen about half an hour.
But on Tuesday I discovered the real reason that other people here in the office avoid her.
Karen came into my office and sat down. She had no good reason to be there, no business to conduct. She starts in talking about the construction on the freeway. Most of us have to take that route every day and the delays are annoying. I can’t quote her exact words, but it was something like: “So do you know how long I had to wait in traffic? I had to go to the bathroom and I waited there so long I couldn’t hold it anymore. I made a big load in my pants, can you believe it? It was so bad I had to throw my underwear in the trash when I got home.” Then she laughed out loud, got up, and left, again for no reason.
I was sitting there stunned when one of the younger women, Amy, popped her head in the door. Again, these may not be the exact words, but she said something like: “I heard part of that. She told you one of those awful poop-in-her-pants stories, didn’t she? She tells them to all the men. Never the women, so that’s how we know she has some kind of sick sexual fetish about it. Can you believe that? She’s been doing it for years. It’s almost like she thinks she’s flirting or turning somebody on or something, but everyone thinks she’s just disgusting.”
One thing we all know is that if you are really a poop fetishist, you do everything you can to conceal it. We all know our fetish disgusts most people. All I can think is that if Karen has been telling these “poop-in-her-pants” stories to all the men for years, then she is probably so deeply controlled by her fetish that she just can’t help herself.
If I start dating her, people will laugh and talk about me behind my back. I think I should be man enough to put up with it anyway for the sake of being with a real fetishist. What do you think?