FabSwingers.com forum: WORST EVER MEET?

By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

My Sunday evening meet:

We met at 9 and had a few drinks in my local… I wore knee-high black stretch fabric boots with a heel, black lace-top stockings, a denim skirt that sits just above my knee and a white, slightly see-thru top which clings tightly to my busty curves. We flirted, teased, touched and aroused one another… so decided to take a spin in the dark country lanes …

We pulled off road… the car sank into wet, squelchy mud… he tried forward/reverse but the tyres just span deeper into the bog…

We got out, calf deep in quagmire and tried putting grass, twigs, stones and rocks beneath the tyres but still no joy … I stood on a bank as he frantically switched between 1st n reverse gears… tyres span like crazy and I got pelted from head to toe in THICK mud – you could still see my eyes! My hair was now in Rastafarian mud dreadlocks and he wouldn’t meet my gaze…

We tried pushing the car from front and back… putting old overalls under the tyres… car mats… and an old coat! Spin…spin…spin went the tyres….

He then decided to run up the lane and ask for help at a nearby house – when he returned, he told me the lady there wouldn’t help a man alone and I needed to go to see her… so I took my muddy silhouette and traipsed in 4inch heels to a stunning manor house with Victorian-style security lights and a sweeping gravel drive…

STOP LAUGHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The lady called upon her friend and they pulled onto the drive in a huge monstrous chic beige/cream 4WD… they were both soooooooooooooo posh and obviously amused by our plight… no matter how they tried though, they couldn’t shift the car…

One of the ladies gave him the number of a local farmer to call in the morning so that a tractor could pull him out… meanwhile, they very kindly drove us to MY house…

So there I am, 7am this morning explaining to my 22year old son that I have a man in my room!!!!!!!!!

I said STOP…

By *j47Man
over a year ago

limerick

I am assuming that the fact U had to explain to your 22yr old that U had a man in your room U neglected to tell how U laughed about the nights experience before showering together and cleaning all that mud from every orffice of your bodies and how U enjoyed the rest of the night

or is that the second part of this story

By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

That is so funny! Poor you.

The strange thing about such a disaster is that it will give you & anybody you share this "timeless" story with, a really good laugh. Yet occassions where you had a brilliant time, the details soon fade from memory.

I had a disasterous New Year in 1984 & I can still recall everything & laugh about it now.