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Okay, the hot springs wins for me! Sitting there completely naked, your clothes out of reach, making perfectly normal conversation with a group of strangers while internally thinking please God nobody stand up and turn on a flashlight is fantastic. 😂
And I have to say, the fact that y’all just kept quietly misbehaving while chatting with these “lovely people” makes the whole thing even better. That is an impressive level of composure.😉
Also, I asked for an almost-caught story and you showed up with a TOP THREE. I appreciate the enthusiasm, sir. ❤️
@showerthoughts 😂😂😂
THIS!!! This is exactly the kind of shit I was hoping somebody would bring me when I said it didn’t have to be sexual.
And I’m sorry, but ditching the apple like a compromised CIA asset only to immediately get pulled aside with a giant Swedish breast pump in your luggage is just magnificent. 😂
But “Okay. Fine. It’s mine. I was embarrassed.” absolutely took me OUT! You went from international fruit smuggler to reluctant breast-pump owner in approximately 90 seconds.
Also, that dog knew. I don’t care what anyone says. He knew exactly what you did and chose not to be a snitch. 😂🍎🐕
That’s what I would’ve told them it was if they found it in my luggage! 🤓😉
My experience happened years ago when I used to be an EMT IV Tech and did a lot of patient transfers from one facility to the next, I will never forget one particular instance we were paged to transport an ob patient to a higher level of care facility, from a local hospital, we arrived ahead of our scheduled transfer time so there was a bit of a wait while the patient was being prepared for transport, they had us sitting out in the OB wing in like a little hallway, my partner had went to get something out of the vending machine, in the lunchroom area and said he would be back in a few minutes, while I was waiting this young woman in a hospital gown come walking down the hallway by me with this little smile on her face and went into a room across the hall from me, and close the door, or so I thought. I didn’t think anything of it, until after a few minutes after she went into the room I heard what sounded like moans, I wasn’t sure exactly what was going on, so I got up and went over and lightly knocked on the door, to my surprise the door wasn’t latched and it went part way open, they’re in front of me sitting in a chair with her eyes closed was the young woman and she was using a breast pump, she looked like she was enjoying what she was doing, and I could not be more mesmerized as I kind of just stood there with my jaw down around my shoe tops, I knew I should close the door and leave but something in me just wouldn’t process what my brain was telling me to do, after a minute or two I finally figured I had better move before I got caught, and managed to shut the door I went back over and sat down in my chair thinking about what I had seen and found myself totally turned on, after several more minutes probably longer I’m guessing 10 to 15 she came walking back out of the room this time she focused her eyes right on me and smiled even more than the first time when she went in, I have always wondered to this day if she knew I was there watching or if it was just coincidence, part of me wishes I had said something that day when the door was open, If This Were to face me today, I’m pretty sure I probably would, under the guise of a concerned EMT. We went on to do our transport, and wouldn’t you know that I was assigned patient care that day my partner ended up driving, so I had to ride in the back with a near full term pregnant woman, the combination of what I seen and who I was transporting that day was enough to unravel the nerves of anyone.
High school.
Young (virgin) me and a girl from my algebra class were parked in a clearing along a dark country road late at night (I grew up in the country, as far from civilization as could be). In the forest that surrounded us, we could hear the deafening cacophany of crickets and cicadas filling the night with their symphonic chatter. Inside the car, in the back seat, my date was leaning back against the door. Her top was open and her bra gloriously undone (god bless front-closing bras for easy access!!!) and her bare breasts were on magnificent display for me. I was lying next to her with my hands and mouth exploring those breasts with the eagerness and enthusiasm of a prospector who suddenly finds flecks of gold in a rock after years of fruitless searching.
The windows of the car were completely fogged up because my exploration of those glorious treasures had been going on for quite some time, and she was not asking me to stop! Indeed, she was as delightfully eager to receive the attention, as i was to be providing it!
Suddenly, the interior of the car was bathed in blinding white light, and we sat up in fear, with my date pulling her shirt closed and covering those wonderful breasts in a panic. Seconds later, red and blue flashes lit up the whole car like 4th of july fireworks.
We heard the thunk of a car door, and shortly thereafter, a tapping sound on the front drivers side window. The cop did not seem at all surprised when the BACK window rolled down (remember when you actually had to crank a window open by hand?? I do!). He shifted to the passenger window without missing a beat. The officer then leaned forward and shined his flashlight into the back seat, where he surveyed the image before him thoughtfully for a moment. Seeing the two of us side by side in close proximity to each other, and my date clutching her shirt closed over her wonderfully bountiful breasts, and no doubt observing the frightened “deer in the headlights” expressions on our face, he silently contemplated the scene for a moment longer.
After what seemed like an eternity to both of us as we grimly imagined having to explain to our parents why they were picking us up from the local jail in the wee hours of the morning, or some equally horrifying outcome, the officer looked directly at my companion and asked, as calmly as could be, “Miss, are you here of your own free will?”
In a frightened and shaky voice, she replied, “yes sir, I am.”
He looked into her eyes for a moment, probably searching for any sign that her answer was forced or untrue. Once he was satisfied that i wasn’t holding her captive, he gave us each a quick look and said “Enjoy your evening then.”
Then he turned off the flashlight, tapped the roof of the car in a friendly way, and walked away, probably with a knowing smile on his face as he remembered some sort of similar incident from his own youth. We heard the thunk of the door again as he got inside, and seconds later, the flashing red and blue lights disappeared. Then he drove away, leaving us alone in the darkness again, where we both nearly exploded from laughter and nervous anxiety!
An experience i will never ever forget… for more reasons than one!
Lola, this is a fun post! I enjoyed your story and reading all the responses.
And yes, “stopping by to say hi” is very much open for interpretation 😁Thank you, I think you have delightful puzzles as well! 🩷
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