FIRST…this was back many moons ago, when I was young and dumb, before I was a momma. My best friend and I were regulars at a local club. She was seeing this guy, there was a girl who kept trying to get my friends’s guy and SHE knew he was with my friend. We called the girl “Pocahontas” because she always wore her hair in a long braid. She had been trying to get my friends’ guy for weeks, one weekend Pocahontas’ boyfriend was in town, she brought him to the club. After the club closed a big group of us all went to hang out around a local beach, somehow my friend, Pocahontas and her boyfriend all ended up in my car (my friends’ guy was working so he wasn’t there). It was about 5:00 am when we all started heading home. My friend and Pocahontas lived closest to where we were, P’s boyfriend lived further out, but closer to where I lived. Being the nice person that I am, I told P I could drop off her boyfriend first,then come back and drop her and my friend off. P said, “that’s ok, drop me first. I trust you”….SO I dropped off P and my friend….started to head the direction to drop off P’s boyfriend…P’s boyfriend touched my thigh while I was driving….a couple of hours later I dropped him off, as soon as he closed his door, I called my friend and said “Girrrllll, I got revenge for you, I just did Pocahontas’ boyfriend.” Hey, what are friends for? Never let it be said I won’t take one for the team =)
Naughty D’
Living up to your name I see. I’m impressed of course. My story is a little funny, but one I bet many of us could relate. My boyfriend and I went skinny dipping in my parents pool late one night after my parents had gone to bed. Right in the middle of some pretty hot and heavy sex, the dog started barking and lights in the house started coming on. BF jumped out of the pool, climbed the fence, walked a ways across the roof, jumped down, ran to his car and drove away. In the mean time, my mother called the police while I was trying to get back into the house without them hearing me. No one was arrested and they never found out, but what a close call it was. Wow, the fun, but stupid things I did when I was younger…….
D – I am going to give you a worst case scenario to what you mentioned.. I had a long time boyfriend there in Texas City will call him J and he had a best friend will call him H.. So J and I had a very volatile relationship and were constantly breaking up and getting back together. (First I should say that J and H had this sick game – they liked to try to get the others girlfriend to have sex with them – so H was always trying but I loved J and wouldnt never bite) So one time during a breakup I saw J at the club with one of H many women.. I thought I’ll show J.. I called H and told him and he came to the club. I thought H would fight with J.. Welll H went in with me trailing and instead of saying anything to J he asked the woman to come outside to talk.. H asked me to come along too.. Once in the parking lot H beat up the woman. At first I was in such shock I just stood there before finally stepped in to stop H.. He then took me across the street to Whataburger (Dawn you now know which club I am talking about??) and ordered food and sat down to eat and stated just talking to me like he didnt just abuse a woman.. Needless to say that was my one and only time of ever letting my jealousy ever make me do something that I couldnt live with. That was the hardest pill to swallow..
Kurvy K, Ahhhhh the things we do in our youth 🙂 that is a funny story…..did your bf take the time to get dressed or grab his clothes???
C…I know where your talking about and it’a still there. Back in the day we hung out a Rumors, it’s not there anymore… how horrible he beat that woman, hopefully she left him.
I had been dating this guy for about 5 months and decided to take it to the next step. I was a virgin and he was older and I just thought it was the smart thing to do..What we learn down the road, huh?! Anyhoo, I told my Mom that I was sick and after I did the ole’ thermometer to the hot water so I showed a temp she let me stay hom. Well, after she left, the BF came over and we precede to learn a lot about each other!! I had older cousins, so I wanted to try it ALL!! LOL!! Well, the awesome mom I have came home at lunch to check on me, which she NEVER had done before. Fortunatley he parked his car up the road. Unfortunatley, we lived in a small apartment complex and there was no where to go!! And of course, to make it worse, I was in my mom’s bed. I see the significance in that no no now!! So, he jumps under the bed and hides the hour my mom was home…It was nerve wrenching!! Thank goodness, he wasn’t found..that would have been bad. But, it was only 2 years ago that I told her and she STILL spanked me!! LOL!
D-he threw on his boxers before he climbed the fence and grabbed his clothes. Now that I think about it, running nekkie across the roof would have been funny.
I dated my husband for 9 years before we married. So I have a lot of these. We used to “borrow” his father’s station wagon and go park. One time we went in my garage, there was a couch in there. My Dad was going to come out and get something, but at the last minute sent my sister. Thank God. We hid behind the couch, but my sister said loudly, Dad was heading out here, you’re lucky it’s me. If it were me, I would find someplace else quickly. Another time, my now husband snuck into my house and my bedroom without getting caught. I locked the door. In the morning, my father tried to open the door and I said oh, sorry, I’m changing. I’ll be a second. My husband hid naked in the closet. I hid his clothes under my bed. When my father left for work, I could finally breathe and he came out of the closet. I always tell him that. I have so many more of them too. We were caught by his father, my sister, my brother. I was so happy when he got his own apartment.
My hubby before we were married, drove semi. We were hauling grain and his mom and step dad were also in the same area hauling grain. Don’t remember what lead up to it, but we pulled our semi over onto another road, crawled in the sleeper and were going at it. All of a sudden the door to the truck opened and it was his stepdad, stopping to check and see if we were alright. Really embarressing getting caught. LOL. Hard to look his mom in the face when we got back to his house.
OK so not even close to being bad, but afraid if we don’t post something, Dawn won’t share any more of her stories. Hubby and I like to hike and often go off season and go on some of the lesser known trails so if not much traffic, we have found some out of the way places where we PROBABLY won’t get caught. Some public locations we have experienced nature-Behind a sand dune in MD (beware of biting sand flies), a rock overlooking Cumberland River, an open meadow on an Island in Lake Erie while looking for an Eagle’s nest, the top of a ski resort(during the summer) at Lake Tahoe, Red rock canyon in Sedona, AZ. We’ve never been caught, that we know of anyways. We always had perfectly good hotel rooms waiting for us, but what’s the fun in that.
Oh..I can post some really bad..But I like all you girls and want you to continue to like me!! LOL!!
awww come on April, what’s a lil naughtiness between us friends??? We don’t judge 😉
A little background when I was in my 20’s I was all about the sex. If a guy looked good and made me sizzle I did what I could to have sex with them. On that note;
The naughtiest thing I ever did was get the wife of a man I wanted to have sex with drunk enough to past out so I could seduce her husband. Unfortunately after all that work the sex wasn’t that good but that is a risk you take when you want something.
When I was a teenager, my boyfriend (now husband) and I would do it in the closet, bed, garage, basement, movie theater, anywhere to get the release. We were never caught but I know there were close calls or parents who didn’t want to come to the basement because of what they were most likely going to see.
Now, as parents, we have to sneak around because the kids bedrooms are right next to ours and I am not a quiet participant.
Probably should not say anything, but when I was in college back in the 70s, I worked at a club. After hours, the bouncer and I ended up on the pool table. Aah, youth.
Patricia
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