DH used to live in a little one bedroom apartment he shared with his roommate. One night we wanted to get frisky but the roommate was home, and we felt weird about going into their shared bedroom. We did it in the apartments laundry room...I was so scared someone was going to come in!
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It's a toss up between our best friends' couch (for some reason they left us at their apartment alone while they went to pick up food when we were visiting) and the men's bathroom of our reception hall the morning of our wedding while we were setting up.
Crazy girls!! DH is very prued about sex outside of our house... When we were in HS we did it in his car at about 4 pm... And no tinted windows. It's a small town so that was risky.
The City Museum in St Louis. It was night, and we were in a secluded corner. I thought I might have a heart attack from worrying that someone might find us, but it was worth it!
DH moved to California 8 months before we got married. I tried to visit him every 2 months or so. One of the times I was leaving we got a little too hot and heavy saying goodbye. We ended up "making sweet, sweet whoopie" in the trunk of his focus in the garage. We had moved my luggage to the front seat, folded the back seats down to give us more vertical room and we were laying half in the trunk. If the Focus is a rockin don't come a knockin!
The best part of the story, I had the flight time wrong. Because we were doing the dirty in the garage I had missed my flight! I ended up staying the night and catching another flight out the next morning. This time we said our goodbyes long before we needed to leave for the airport.
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In a gas station bathroom on a trip back from Chicago.
And in a handicapped port-a-potty at a giant halloween party: https://theatrebizarre.com/ Don't judge, it was a brand new, squeaky clean port-a-potty and was sooo spacious. Don't worry, we didn't touch anything.
In the nasty bathroom at CBGB in NYC (when it was still a punk-rock club and I was dating a drummer in a band), in the middle of a stream in Austin Texas while other people were swimming around too (we were discreet, I think), on the rock on the beach, in the car in the middle of the parking lot at college at about 2:00pm as classes were letting out (I don't think anyone knew what we were doing though).
I have others, but I'll stop there. These were all with the same ex-boyfriend. I guess we were adventurous, or just horney
Re: Making Whoopie
In the cab of an antique steam engine that my SO volunteers maintaining. Extra points for clicky link!
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Woah! Creating scandal internationally!
Rah, rah!
Yowza! When DD is old enough to go to CEC, I'll have to remember to bring Clorox wipes!
Oh, this is good! And, I like that you provided your readers with a visual.
DH used to live in a little one bedroom apartment he shared with his roommate. One night we wanted to get frisky but the roommate was home, and we felt weird about going into their shared bedroom. We did it in the apartments laundry room...I was so scared someone was going to come in!
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Terminal 1 parking garage at LAX airport!
DH moved to California 8 months before we got married. I tried to visit him every 2 months or so. One of the times I was leaving we got a little too hot and heavy saying goodbye. We ended up "making sweet, sweet whoopie" in the trunk of his focus in the garage. We had moved my luggage to the front seat, folded the back seats down to give us more vertical room and we were laying half in the trunk. If the Focus is a rockin don't come a knockin!
The best part of the story, I had the flight time wrong. Because we were doing the dirty in the garage I had missed my flight! I ended up staying the night and catching another flight out the next morning. This time we said our goodbyes long before we needed to leave for the airport.
In a gas station bathroom on a trip back from Chicago.
And in a handicapped port-a-potty at a giant halloween party: https://theatrebizarre.com/ Don't judge, it was a brand new, squeaky clean port-a-potty and was sooo spacious. Don't worry, we didn't touch anything.
Is your name Humpty, pronounced with an "Umpty"??
I seriously LOLed at this.
Spontaneous pregnancy #1
DD1 July 31, 2011
Trying for #2 since Oct 11
Spontaneous pregnancy #2= Ectopic #2= lost left tube
Spontaneous pregnancy #3= DD2 January 29, 2016
Spontaneous pregnancy #4= Ectopic #3
Spontaneous pregnancy #5= Baby #3 is a BOY!!!
ETA: Allow me to amaze thee.
In the nasty bathroom at CBGB in NYC (when it was still a punk-rock club and I was dating a drummer in a band), in the middle of a stream in Austin Texas while other people were swimming around too (we were discreet, I think), on the rock on the beach, in the car in the middle of the parking lot at college at about 2:00pm as classes were letting out (I don't think anyone knew what we were doing though).
I have others, but I'll stop there. These were all with the same ex-boyfriend. I guess we were adventurous, or just horney