Inappropriate behaviour in front of OH's folks
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It's not so much that my ex GF's parents witnessed the inappropriate behaviour...
What they did witness was the humiliating aftermath when their youngest son sat down with my GF's laptop that I'd recently borrowed, extracted the disc in the drive and asked "what's Bridget the midget?"
What they did witness was the humiliating aftermath when their youngest son sat down with my GF's laptop that I'd recently borrowed, extracted the disc in the drive and asked "what's Bridget the midget?"
blindswelledrat said:
NickM450 said:
I must be getting old but I really can't think of what position 2 humans could get themsleves into that meant both her feet and head were facing the door!?
Its really not that difficult! You can even google it now?
I suspect our vesion of that tale would be "He popped his head around there door and there was me, chap-in-hand with Fiesta Reader's Wives open at Orange Betty the fake tanned centrefold.
Not seen Fiesta for years, in my day they were a common site in many a hedgerow Always did enjoy 'Readers Wives' though.
NickM450 said:
Nope, really am struggling with that one. Her feet and head towards the door, what possible use would she be to him bent over double like that?
Are you serious?Let me spell it out. She is on her back with her head toward the door, her ankles are up round her ears also pointing towards the door. Can you now see that she might be of some use to him in that position?
Not so much in front of, but a close shave...
Around 9 years ago whilst both skipping work, me and the now wife had some fun time in her parents house, particularly in the bath...OHs father decides to come home for lunch that day as working local, something he rarely did. I had met FIL maybe 4 times at this stage....
Door goes, fortunately its locked from inside and can't unlock, but he knows someones in and starts shouting through letterbox to open door.
I have to crawl through hallway, to avoid being seen, all soapy, with only a face towel covering my bits, eventually hiding in the wardrobe.
He gets in, greets my wife, asking whys she's not at work etc etc...
Im stood in wardrobe for around half hour all shrivelled up, listening to every word whilst he leisurely has his lunch and chats to my very nervous wife.
He starts talking about finding a jacket, asking if it was in my OHs wardrobe by any chance...OH manages to deter him from opening wardrobe finding another jacket..
Eventually leaves and heads back to work.
Really couldn't make it up...100% true.
9 years on I decided to tell him one night, few days before we married..he took it well, .both in fits of laughter. I still suspect he knew all along though.
Around 9 years ago whilst both skipping work, me and the now wife had some fun time in her parents house, particularly in the bath...OHs father decides to come home for lunch that day as working local, something he rarely did. I had met FIL maybe 4 times at this stage....
Door goes, fortunately its locked from inside and can't unlock, but he knows someones in and starts shouting through letterbox to open door.
I have to crawl through hallway, to avoid being seen, all soapy, with only a face towel covering my bits, eventually hiding in the wardrobe.
He gets in, greets my wife, asking whys she's not at work etc etc...
Im stood in wardrobe for around half hour all shrivelled up, listening to every word whilst he leisurely has his lunch and chats to my very nervous wife.
He starts talking about finding a jacket, asking if it was in my OHs wardrobe by any chance...OH manages to deter him from opening wardrobe finding another jacket..
Eventually leaves and heads back to work.
Really couldn't make it up...100% true.
9 years on I decided to tell him one night, few days before we married..he took it well, .both in fits of laughter. I still suspect he knew all along though.
My girlfriend's parents threw a party, and their friends sure know how to drink. One guy in particular (RIP ) loved his cocktails and made some for my girlfriend and I.
I remember it tasted like orange juice... and that's all I remember.
I wake up the next morning with a mildly sore head, with my girlfriend giving me eyes of death.
I am completely unaware so she starts recounting the story...
Apparently after drinking (several too many) cocktails, I ended up deciding to go downstairs to use the toilet. Naked. And apparently having met her father and friend I tried to play it cool like they wouldn't notice (!). I then decided that having climbed the stairs, going all the way to her room was just a bit too much effort so I decided to just pass out on the floor of the landing instead. Naked. Her mother finds me and tries to wake my girlfriend up to do something but she's fast asleep. Somehow (I daren't ask how) I end up back in my underwear, in a sleeping bag, in her room.
I go downstairs for breakfast, but I don't say a word and nobody mentions it. I think I've gotten away with it.
In fact, it was never mentioned again... until they got me a Christmas card with a picture of a naked guy on it.
Surprisingly, we get on well now.
I remember it tasted like orange juice... and that's all I remember.
I wake up the next morning with a mildly sore head, with my girlfriend giving me eyes of death.
I am completely unaware so she starts recounting the story...
Apparently after drinking (several too many) cocktails, I ended up deciding to go downstairs to use the toilet. Naked. And apparently having met her father and friend I tried to play it cool like they wouldn't notice (!). I then decided that having climbed the stairs, going all the way to her room was just a bit too much effort so I decided to just pass out on the floor of the landing instead. Naked. Her mother finds me and tries to wake my girlfriend up to do something but she's fast asleep. Somehow (I daren't ask how) I end up back in my underwear, in a sleeping bag, in her room.
I go downstairs for breakfast, but I don't say a word and nobody mentions it. I think I've gotten away with it.
In fact, it was never mentioned again... until they got me a Christmas card with a picture of a naked guy on it.
Surprisingly, we get on well now.
ManFromDelmonte said:
NickM450 said:
Nope, really am struggling with that one. Her feet and head towards the door, what possible use would she be to him bent over double like that?
Are you serious?Let me spell it out. She is on her back with her head toward the door, her ankles are up round her ears also pointing towards the door. Can you now see that she might be of some use to him in that position?
Thanks for the explanation though
I compared my Sister-In-Law to a special needs child. To her parents.
I was trying to defend her. The words went a bit wrong.
EDIT: Sorry, all the above happened whilst my mother and father-in-law were both applying sexual practices to my person, obviously.
I was trying to defend her. The words went a bit wrong.
EDIT: Sorry, all the above happened whilst my mother and father-in-law were both applying sexual practices to my person, obviously.
Edited by FD3Si on Wednesday 26th November 15:32
ManFromDelmonte said:
NickM450 said:
Nope, really am struggling with that one. Her feet and head towards the door, what possible use would she be to him bent over double like that?
Are you serious?Let me spell it out. She is on her back with her head toward the door, her ankles are up round her ears also pointing towards the door. Can you now see that she might be of some use to him in that position?
E36GUY said:
lukefreeman said:
Nope, is it a common thing?
He also pissed on his own PS3 after a night out.
Lol. The chap I know did a lot of this. Sleep pissed all over his future bride's wedding dress hanging in a wardrobe and other stories.He also pissed on his own PS3 after a night out.
The only time I did something similar, the wife woke to find me pissing in our open wardrobe, but I was hammered and apparently genuinely thought I was standing at the loo...
Based on this, it's not as unusual as some may think.
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