Strangely Anti-Climactic

Well last week my brother moved in with Mrs Cardz and I. His relationship with his wife has been on the rocks for a while and they recently decided to take a break for a bit. This saddens me greatly. I never really thought the two of them were perfect for each other however they do have children. I will NEVER tell a couple to stay together for the sake of their kids but I do feel bad because I know that if they do seek divorce it will be a brutal battle.

Anyway I digress. My brothers kids are staying with us a few nights a week and I have to admit the glimpse into fatherhood is still kind of scary. Where as I have fun playing with the little rugrats, they just have WAY TOO MUCH energy. I can spend a week in Cancun getting 3 hours sleep each night (sometimes less) and still be the life of the party but these kids drain my power in 1 maybe 2 days tops.

It is because of this that we decided to go out to a bar on Friday night. Even invited my brother along to celebrate his new found (albeit temporary) freedom. Word spread quickly of our plans and soon there was a small army of us going out including the Quakers. The issue here is everyone that went whether muggle or swinger knew about our lifestyle EXCEPT my brother. Now when the idea of my brother moving in with us was initially proposed a few weeks back Mrs. Cardz stated that we may have to tell him about out lifestyle. Figuring we have a few events coming and not being able to invite him or tell him about it he may think something is up.

Anyway back to Friday, we hadn’t even gotten to the bar yet and Mr. Quaker started with his comments. Now my brother has met Mr. Quaker before and writes off most of his comments as joking and flirty. But some of what Mr. Quaker was saying was down right obvious. A few times he caught himself but others…not so much.

So the drinks were flowing, the music was pumping, and we’re all having a good time. Everyone is becoming more brazen with their jokes and comments. Finally I decide it’s better to be active then passive so I pull my brother aside. Mr. Quaker and V, our once unicorn, follow in tow. (The opposite of my intentions).. With my ever-present flair for the dramatic I inform him that “we’re swingers”. To which he responds “Yeah, so?”

WTF?! We put so much stake in this great secret of ours that we hide it from everyone in fear of them ostracizing us if they find out and when I make the “great reveal” to a man who’s known me almost my entire life the response I get is “Yeah. So?”. This marks the 2nd time that I have gotten a half-hearted response when laying our Cardz on the table. (All puns intended) and honestly I’m mildly disappointed.

A debate quickly arose which was more shocking then my brother’s unenthusiastic response. My brother, Mr. Quaker, and V began to discus which members of my family, they believe, already know about us and which would have the same response little bro did. Apparently almost all of my siblings know and most people believe my parents (who Mr. Quaker swears are the King and Queen of swinging) know as well.

At this point and time I’m about ready to throw caution to the wind and just come out to my family. That way it’s all out in the open and there is no more need for secrets or headaches. Mrs. Cardz and I are both in agreement, though, that her family would not be able to handle such a revelation. They are way too uptight and not nearly as easy-going as my family who apparently already know!

I have no interest in causing drama but I think we spend SO MUCH time and headache trying to keep secrets and hide what we do that it may just be easier to tell them and get it over with.

~Jack