Link to story from image above.Finish the sentence for me. Give me your best, true story.
Here's mine:
On the phone the day before, "I'll sleep on the couch or I'l get a room down the street." She was traveling from Georgia to meet me for the first time.
Dinner out at Mama Mia's.
Drinks at the bar at The Lipstick Lounge.
We arrived home, exhausted. I knew she wasn't going to sleep on the couch, but I didn't say anything.
I washed my face, brushed my teeth, dropped my clothes and climbed into my bed, smiling. Her overnight bag was in the floor and she headed to the other bathroom with her toothbrush.
When she came out, I said, "Hop under the covers and let's talk for a little while."
And one thing led to another.
Your turn....
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mmmmmmm! Mama Mia's is the bestest! Now, let me work on my best, true story...
It was just our second date. She picked me up and took me out to dinner at Shintomi, then for drinks at Rumors Wine & Art Bar. We talked, we drank, we locked eyes all night long. Leaving the bar we held hands for the first time and I felt that jolt of electricity that comes with instant attraction. Every cell in my body tingled and yearned for her touch.
She drove me home and as we kissed our first kiss good-night in my driveway, I asked her if she'd like to come in for "one more drink."
One drink became a few and as the story goes, one thing led to another...and now I call her my Wifester!
I don't have a good true story *pouts* but I'll certainly be coming back to your comments today to read everyone elses!
One thing lead to another, yadda yadda yadda, and so then I shot him.
we didn't do much talking. ;)
...... I'll spare the details of what ensued, surely saving you from blushing....
After the second lap dance she began to cuddle up in my lap. We talked quietly to each other for a few minutes and I got another beer and bought her a shot of tequila. Then she asked if I wanted to get a special lap dance in the private rooms. I agreed, so we walked hand in hand into the booth. She closed the door and slid the lock into place.
And then one thing led to another ...
Great story? Is it all true?
Mine's all true!
That means I f*ck on the first date. :)
And Fortune Cookie f*cks on the second date! lol
Great story. I know I have a bunch of "one thing" stories (I've been around the block a time or two LOL). But nothing is coming to mind right now.
damn girl...you always have the best stories!
I came home from Piano bar after having a few drinks. Got undressed and slipped into bed. My husband was snoring I reached into my night stand and one thing led to another. lol
He made a comment about the size of my ass. I made a return foray on the size of certain parts of his anatomy.
One thing led to another and now the old fart is sleeping on the couch.
(Okay, totally made up. However, I did do a post on geriatric sex today. If you're interested.)
LOL @ Jay's story!
I was totally sunburned. I had spent the day at the lake and was spending the evening at the bar. I couldn't hardly move, I was so burned.
"Are you going to be able to drive yourself home?" I was asked.
I nodded imperceptably and the decision was taken out of my hands. Despite the protests of another passenger I was driven home and placed in the bed where I started to doze off.
I felt a hand drift upwards, slowly, hesitant, unsure. I turned to my side and was met with the sweetest, most tender kiss, and, yes, one thing led to another.
I've now been in that same bed for the last 17 years.
"So what hotel are you staying in again?" he winked.
I laughed. I thought it would be a quiet, uneventful lunch. A damn cute, nearly 7-foot-tall, waiter had changed that.
He'd been flirting hard since seeing me on the phone with a friend. I got off the phone. Now, I looked at his bright blue eyes, strong build, and bright smile.
What the hell. I'm on Christmas vacation. Alone. No reason why it has to suck.
I pushed my card to him, with my hotel written on it.
After his shift, he came to visit me. We small-talked. Then, it just happened. He wrapped me up in his arms and kissed me....
And one thing led to another.
(See? It doesn't even have to be a date for me to f*ck! LOL)
;o) BJ
One thing led to another and a day date at the zoo has become a lifetime of happiness...
I'll leave the juicy story telling to you.
You're so good at it. lol.
One night out of bordem, I clicked on a forum about ghost stories. I saw that another person was interested in scooby doo, and we got to chatting via email. A year went by, in the meantime I got divorced, and finally decided to visit my penpal. One thing led to another and we've been happily married for 13 years!
"... and THAT'S when i realized i was in the wrong hotel room.."
I don't have the heart for this today, but I loved reading your story, and everyone else's. :-)
hey there... just noticed your name on a friends blog and wanted to get your opinion on something. check out my most recent blog post. i figure due to your name you would be the perfect one to ask for an opinion
I thought about participating in this post, then one thing led to another....
These are great! Haven't been here in awhile. Glad I popped in for something fun and creative!
Happy Wednesday!
I don't have a story for you. I'm pretty boring that way. Boring and married...happily, but, you know there are pretty regular "and one thing led to another.." incidents.
OMG!! Jay's comment made coffee shoot out my nose! Now I have to clean my monitor, thanks Jay!
it was puerto vallarta and it was late and she said she didnt usually like boys - well one thing led to another....
By one thing led to another, you might assume that we enjoyed each other sexually ...and this is indeed one of those times, the details are as juicy as you might imagine. But the details are going to stay in your imagination ..but the courage to take it from friendship to relationship came when she asked me if I had a crush on anyone, and without verbalizing it, I stared at her, allowed her to read my mind, and I read her excitement building from nothing more than the smoldering eye contact between us. I reached out for her cheek, so soft, she didn't flinch, so my fingertips drifted down to her neck, caressed her there, and drifted lower to the first of two beautiful orbs to tantalize and titillate before leaning down to devour with my mouth.
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