Ohhh, I have one!
It was when I was with my ex hubby, we'd been together years and years so it was very seldom 'The Urge' ever took us.

So one day our daughter was out with Granny and we were home alone...we start getting a little frisky...DURING THE DAYTIME!!! Old habits die hard so we head upstairs whilst kissing and trying to undress each other.

He took my top off, no probs...I tried his but the head hole on that particualr t shirt was quite small and a bit of a struggle for him so he had to yank it off on his own in the end...not in the least bit offputting, had a giggle, on we go.

A few more stairs up and I'm tugging at his jeans, I'm trying to undo them but I just can't...on closer imspection I discover a safty pin that's holding his zip up as it's broken, that's fine I think...goes to unclip it, cue pin in finger, ouch! Slightly more offputting but we carry on. Keeping with the trousers theme I pull them down only to realise he still has his shoes on and they won't go over his shoes. So he has to sit down and unlace his shoes and then take them off.

Anyway, by now we're upstairs and he's at my trousers...he gets them off then just idly flings them out of the room...to the landing, which is being decorated and there's paint and dust and all sorts everywhere, so off I scoot to retrieve them...they were my best kecks...

So there's us, just in our undies standing by our bed...which has our daughters toys all over it, *sigh*, so we start clearing all of them off and then, we get ready to carry on.

He comes over to me, slide his hands around my back and starts to undo my bra........and still he tries...and yet still he tries...in the end he settled for sort of sliding it down my body as opposed to undoing it...

I slip my finger into the top of his boxers to take them off of him and as I do...Riiiiiiiiiiip, they tear on my longish nails, he starts getting a paddy on about how he really likes these ones and they fit him really well and couldn't have I been a bit more careful...

After that he pushed me down on the bed and started kissing me...mmmmmm, lovely I think but my glasses are in the way...so I take them off and hand them to him to put down on the bedside cabinet as I can't reach it, he does so...lens down...I'm sure they're lens down...they're going to get scratched and I've just paid £70 quid for them...fuck it...I ask him to check, yes they were lens down and yes, with a big grumble he'll right them for me, so that's it...knickers come off with no trouble (hmmmmm) and we get down to it...

After all that bloody palava to get there it was shit, largly as I trod on his testicles as we changed position and really quite hurt him...sorry Luke.

We're not together now.

Something about length...this post...not Luke :)
( diffy maybs, Mon 18 Jun 2007, 15:12, Reply)