Not necessarilly bad, but what's a date that's gone wrong for ya?
Me...we had a girlfriend come in from out of state for the weekend with her g/f. We've been with our g/f a few times before and always had a blast. I heard a lot of good things about her friend and was looking forward to meeting her and of course hoped to hook up with her. Well, we all agot along the first night but kept things relatively calm as we had a party here and a bunch of friends stayed over. The next night it was just the 4 of us (hubby, me, our g/f and her g/f) and we went to our favorite tiki bar and I got plastered. Got home and hubby and our g/f went upstairs for a bit and me and the other girl were downstairs getting shots of tequilla ready. We did a couple of shots together until the other 2 came down. When they got down we all did a few shots together. Then it was time for chocolate martini's...this is about where my memory gets fuzzy...I vaguely remember making the first one...and the second one was only remembered when hubby told me I made it.
The next day Stromba asks me if I remembered kissing my friend's g/f. Ummmm...now that you mention it...I have a vague memory of that! But the memory was very foggy...damnit! Then he asks if I remember sitting behind our g/f giving her a massage, and then laying down and passing out! LOL NO! I don't remember passing out!
Shortly after I pass out he wakes me up. "C'mon hun, let's go take a shower." I reply "I don't need a shower, I took one a little while ago." Little did I know he was trying to wake me up. So, I head upstairs and instead of getting in the shower I crawl into bed. Our g/f comes in and tries to get me in the shower with her. I'm like, "Nah, I'll just lay here, you and Stromba can take a shower together." At that point I pass out AGAIN.
I wake up with them trying to get me involved but I'm way too drunk, tell them to have fun and pass out again. Next morning I vaguely remember some candles falling on my head from the headboard when they were fucking and hearing our g/f cumming. I woke up the next morning with candles sticking in my sides and for a moment I wondered how they got in the bed. OMG I was sooo hungover.
Stromba went to work and the girls and I went to the beach. On the ride over there we talked about the night before and things came back to me. I was soooo embarrassed but found it funny too. We had some good laughs...and later that night we made up for it all. :D
Me...we had a girlfriend come in from out of state for the weekend with her g/f. We've been with our g/f a few times before and always had a blast. I heard a lot of good things about her friend and was looking forward to meeting her and of course hoped to hook up with her. Well, we all agot along the first night but kept things relatively calm as we had a party here and a bunch of friends stayed over. The next night it was just the 4 of us (hubby, me, our g/f and her g/f) and we went to our favorite tiki bar and I got plastered. Got home and hubby and our g/f went upstairs for a bit and me and the other girl were downstairs getting shots of tequilla ready. We did a couple of shots together until the other 2 came down. When they got down we all did a few shots together. Then it was time for chocolate martini's...this is about where my memory gets fuzzy...I vaguely remember making the first one...and the second one was only remembered when hubby told me I made it.
The next day Stromba asks me if I remembered kissing my friend's g/f. Ummmm...now that you mention it...I have a vague memory of that! But the memory was very foggy...damnit! Then he asks if I remember sitting behind our g/f giving her a massage, and then laying down and passing out! LOL NO! I don't remember passing out!
Shortly after I pass out he wakes me up. "C'mon hun, let's go take a shower." I reply "I don't need a shower, I took one a little while ago." Little did I know he was trying to wake me up. So, I head upstairs and instead of getting in the shower I crawl into bed. Our g/f comes in and tries to get me in the shower with her. I'm like, "Nah, I'll just lay here, you and Stromba can take a shower together." At that point I pass out AGAIN.
I wake up with them trying to get me involved but I'm way too drunk, tell them to have fun and pass out again. Next morning I vaguely remember some candles falling on my head from the headboard when they were fucking and hearing our g/f cumming. I woke up the next morning with candles sticking in my sides and for a moment I wondered how they got in the bed. OMG I was sooo hungover.
Stromba went to work and the girls and I went to the beach. On the ride over there we talked about the night before and things came back to me. I was soooo embarrassed but found it funny too. We had some good laughs...and later that night we made up for it all. :D

Comment