So what’s the worst thing you ever did? I’d have to think about that question for a bit. I do know one thing that would rank in the top five.
Many years ago, when I was single, I started dating a bartender. She worked at our office hangout. She was a sweet, smart girl who was tough enough to work in a bar.
Sue was not a 10. In fact, facially she was probably the least attractive woman I ever went out with. But that doesn’t mean she was unattractive. In the right light she could seem pretty enough, while in bad light she seemed very average. She didn’t have the greatest body — but nice — and there was definitely something very sexual about her.
Most of all, she had a magnetic personality which served her well working in a bar. Everybody loved her. I don’t know how it started but we would give each other a hug when I left the bar. I started to get the sense that she liked me even though it seemed a lot of guys hit on her. So I was a little surprised that she agreed to go out with me.
We got to a third date and hadn’t done anything yet other than a couple kisses at the end of each date.
Then I had to go out of town for a week. I remember I spent most of the time driving thinking about what I should do to get in her pants for the first time. Yes, although I liked Sue I’ve got to admit that my primary goal was sex over love.
So I got back from my trip and asked her when we could get together again and — much to my great surprise — she put me off. Then she did it again and again. I was puzzled but it looked like the writing was on the wall.
Then, one night at the bar, I started to get the impression that Perry — one of my coworkers — was being overly chummy with Sue. Besides being a pretty good friend Perry was also married. I stuck around until closing. It seemed like Perry was waiting for Sue. I got in my car and drove off.
In a few minutes I found myself parking my car down an alley, a few houses away from Sue’s house. I sat in my car a minute and contemplated if I really wanted to spy on Sue. It wasn’t like we’d been serious or had a long-standing relationship. She didn’t owe me anything. But it did bug me that a married buddy might be the reason I’d lost out. I like to think it was because I was a bit drunk … the next thing I knew I was walking down a very dark alley that ran next to her house.
I peeked into her kitchen window and saw that she was already home. She then went into the bathroom. At first I thought she was alone, but then I heard Perry’s voice. I moved along the house and looked into another window. Perry was in Sue’s bedroom.
The window was nearly completely covered except for a few gaps in the blinds that gave me a pretty good view of the bedroom. Then Sue walked in … naked. Sue sucked Perry a bit and then he got on top of her.
There they were, about ten feet away from me. I could see his penis going in and out of her pussy. I was mad that my friend was banging the girl I wanted yet I was also extremely turned on watching them have sex.
So I unzipped my pants, pulled it out, started stroking, kept watching, and finally came on the side of Sue’s house.
About that time it pretty well dawned on me that I was being absolutely crazy in so many ways and got the heck out of there before someone discovered me.
As I recall Perry banged Sue for some months after that. His wife eventually left him but, by then, he and Sue were history.
For me that was the only time in my life I’ve watched two people have sex live. It was awful, thrilling, dangerous, sexy, dispicable and something I’ll never forget.
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