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Ronn_Bman · 10-30-2001, 08:30 AM

Here a non alcohol moment (though I have some of those too)

While I was in high school, one Friday night my parents were going to a party out of town and wouldn't be back until midnight. Since my parents never went out of town leaving me alone, I decided to take full advantage of the situation.

I invited my girlfriend, my best friend and his girl to come over. As couples we were always looking for places to be alone for intimate moments, and those are few and far between when you are 16 and 17.

We all met and my house around 8PM and 30 minutes later we had gone off to separate bedrooms. We occassionally came out for something to drink or eat, but invariably went back to the bedrooms.

About 10 o'clock as my girlfriend as I were involved in an intimate moment, my friend's girl came bursting into the room saying my parents were home. It only took her a minute or so to convince me she wasn't kidding which meant I had about 60 seconds to straighten my bedroom, get dressed, and appear innocent.

I almost made it, I got my naked girlfriend into the bathroom with most of her cloths, I straightened the bed enough so it wouldn't look like it had been "in use", and began to dress.

I got my shirt on, then stepped into my pants and underwear which were, fortunately, just like I had stepped out of them. I put my feet through the holes in the underwear and jeans, knowing I was down to seconds. I bent over at the waist, grabbed the waist of my jeans from the floor and quickly stood up, pulling them up. Unfortunately, my underwear caught mid thigh.

At that moment, my mother opened the door to a side view of me standing with my back arched and my still "excited" member standing at full attention! Of course, having your mother see you in a fully sexually excited state is enough to deflate even the "biggest" of "egos".

She closed the door. I don't really remember what was said after I took everyone home and came back, but I'll always remember that feeling of shame

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"Your right to swing your fist ends where my nose begins."

10-30-2001, 08:30 AM	#10
Ronn_Bman Zartan Join Date: March 11, 2001 Location: North Carolina USA Age: 58 Posts: 5,177	Here a non alcohol moment (though I have some of those too) While I was in high school, one Friday night my parents were going to a party out of town and wouldn't be back until midnight. Since my parents never went out of town leaving me alone, I decided to take full advantage of the situation. I invited my girlfriend, my best friend and his girl to come over. As couples we were always looking for places to be alone for intimate moments, and those are few and far between when you are 16 and 17. We all met and my house around 8PM and 30 minutes later we had gone off to separate bedrooms. We occassionally came out for something to drink or eat, but invariably went back to the bedrooms. About 10 o'clock as my girlfriend as I were involved in an intimate moment, my friend's girl came bursting into the room saying my parents were home. It only took her a minute or so to convince me she wasn't kidding which meant I had about 60 seconds to straighten my bedroom, get dressed, and appear innocent. I almost made it, I got my naked girlfriend into the bathroom with most of her cloths, I straightened the bed enough so it wouldn't look like it had been "in use", and began to dress. I got my shirt on, then stepped into my pants and underwear which were, fortunately, just like I had stepped out of them. I put my feet through the holes in the underwear and jeans, knowing I was down to seconds. I bent over at the waist, grabbed the waist of my jeans from the floor and quickly stood up, pulling them up. Unfortunately, my underwear caught mid thigh. At that moment, my mother opened the door to a side view of me standing with my back arched and my still "excited" member standing at full attention! Of course, having your mother see you in a fully sexually excited state is enough to deflate even the "biggest" of "egos". She closed the door. I don't really remember what was said after I took everyone home and came back, but I'll always remember that feeling of shame ------------------ "Your right to swing your fist ends where my nose begins."