Can discussing and broadcasting your sex life ever be Too Much Information?
Apparently this is one of the hottest crazes about at the moment, ever notice the couples that look like they are having the steamiest relationship around and just love rubbing it in our faces? Well, I am starting to, it’s all very well but should it be kept in the bedroom?
It’s true that when I’m in a girl group or amongst very close friends, the details of mine and others sex lives just seem to roll off the tongue. The thing that should be the most intimate between two people suddenly becomes a hot topic but when does it cross the line into ‘smug sexing’? Why do couples turn into those who, if you were sat next to them on a tube or a park bench, they’d still be climbing each other like trees?
Could it be because they feel the need to have to prove something. To prove that they still have it? I don’t think so, many of my friends are in committed relationships and they don’t feel the need to rock up against one another in public. It’s cringeworthy. The other day, when in London, I sat next to a couple quite loudly discussing their sex life. It went;
‘Do you think I’m a really bad girl?…’
‘Delightfully so, if it wasn’t for the public I’d consume you.’
Delightfully… normally, I don’t take issue with words but this one had me going and consume!? Who consumes people these days?! Whatever happened to words like ‘shag’ but delightfully, just how smug can one couple be? This conversation even included the worst of ‘sexy’ accents.
Could there not be another method? Keeping sexual antics within the home can be just as sexy, if not better, than flaunting your flirtations all over the coffee table next to me. Would massage oil and naked pictures sent throughout the day not satisfy these people? Is sex not better left to the imagination?
It’s not just in the streets, that this provocative perversion is hitting, its also on Facebook. You know the statuses… ‘Knackered – last night was worth it ;)’ and ‘You know who you are – thinking of you in THAT dress ;)’. Why broadcast it? It’s like a loved up version of Jeremy Kyle splattering itself on my screen. In simple it suggests: ‘I had the best sex ever last night and I want the world to know’. Well, perhaps I don’t? Vagueness does not make this social crime any less tacky.
I’m starting to think that sex should be a mystery.