An interesting question, and the answer for me is it's mainly a secret I keep to myself. My wife knew about my fetish before we got married (it's why I refer to myself as "Luckyman.") One day she asked me what sexual fantasies I had and what turned me on. She asked me this because her mother suggested it, believe it or not. (I have the greatest mother-in-law in the world). She asked to see my secret stash of porn and I showed her two VCR tapes, one of Danni Ashe and a black woman boxing in slow motion, and a typical bloody JR Rolen tape of women boxing. She said that although it wasn't her thing she could live with it. The three things she said she couldn't stand were pedophiles, rapists, and cross-dressers. The thought of someone trying on her clothes really disgusted her for some reason. While we were still attending the university twice she invited girlfriends over to wrestle while I "secretly" watched from another room. What I thought would really turn me on did not. For one, it was obvious the matches were scripted and that the other girl knew I was there. The only thing I found sexy was the girl who won the match over my wife-to-be and sort of strutted around, showing off like she was offering herself to me. I didn't like other girls on campus knowing about my fetish and I told my wife-to-be to stop. That was the extent of my IRL involvement with catfighting until a few months ago. About a year ago my wife started taking kick-boxing lessons at our gym and really liked it. The instructor there would hold live matches between members who agreed. But as the fighters almost always wore sweats or jumpsuits and used headgear, there was no sexual element in it for me. I enjoyed watching my wife fight, but my catfighting fetish was satisfied by purchasing videos or downloading clips from the Internet. Until about 4 months ago the only time we've had a discussion about my wife participating in my fetish was when we vacation in the Caribbean. Away from people we know, and with the ability to participate in various forms of female combat, i.e., mud-wrestling, foxy-boxing, etc., I thought it would be great. The reason my wife elected not to was the fact that in almost all these events you'll find someone with a camera. As we are both professional people the thought of having a video of my wife surface on the Internet was not something we wanted to happen.
So my cf secret was just that until about 4 months ago when my wife came home and announced that she wanted to fight this girl named Monique. (Details in the "basement boxing" thread). Having never had a couple come over for the wives to fight, I found this forum and asked basically, "what were the rules".
A few of you on this forum are aware of what happened next. I will say that the real event was anything but sexy, but I wished I had filmed it because if I watched it again it would be very erotic. Remembering me removing my wife’s bra in front of her opponent’s husband and waiting for the round to begin where her opponent could pummel her bare tits is as sexy as the first time I saw my wife’s amazing nipples. And although that fight led to the possibility of her doing more fighting like that in the future, the fact that “other people” know about it causes me worry.