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Originally Posted by Bees
Once in my younger days I turned down a lovely girl because I was totally enfatuated with her georgeous best friend. The lovely girl, Sandy, actually put her head right down in my lap. I had to stop her as she began to unzip my pants. I figured I wouldn't get anywhere with her best friend, Rene, if I succumbed.
A few nights later I was with Rene at her place and we had a few beers together. One thing led to another and we started making out. Things got heavy when I started feeling her up. I lifted up her blouse and started licking one of her nipples. Rene must have liked it because she started rubbing her other nipple. As the nipple licking and rubbing continued I unbuttoned her jeans and put my hand down her panties to feel the downy softness of her pubis.
I stopped licking her nipple when I started sliding her jeans down. At that point something happened and Rene got upset and jumped up off the couch we were laying on. I asked her what the matter was. She said she couldn't do anything with me because her best friend, Sandy, was so enfatuated with me. She said she wouldn't be able to live with herself if she betrayed her best friend.
I stayed there a while and we chatted a bit but when I left her place I was one horny and frustrated young dude. Not only did I turn down a lovely girl for sex but then in the same week I get turned down by her best friend. After that week we all remained friends but nothing sexual ever happened again.
Sorry for the long winded description but this thread brought back those memories in spades and when that happens I need to write them down and share them with good people.
So was I being a total male asshole or what?
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I don't think any of that makes you some asshole. At least you didn't do the friend and then try to do her friend.
My separation from my ex was a long hard slog. It wasn't nasty, just long. I quit wearing my wedding ring about six months after we stopped sleeping in the same bedroom, which was about three four years before I moved out. She has multitude of issues including major depression. She'd spend days in a darkened bedroom sleeping and watching TV. I spent years trying to help her, get her to counseling, get her on medication etc... all to no avail. She wouldn't go to a doctor ever, didn't like them. I'd bet she hasn't seen one in well over 15 years. According to her there was no problem, she was just tried a lot. Yeah, sleeping 14-18 hours a days doesn't sound like a problem to me. and lot's of people eat a half gallon of ice cream and two large bags of chips in a couple of hours. How silly of me to think she was clinically depressed.
Anyway I started traveling a lot after taking an early retirement. Really just traveling to travel. I was on a plane one time and spent the whole flight having a basic chit chat type conversation with a rather attractive lady. The flight was running late and we got into Phoenix well after my connection had left for Portland. So off to the ticket counter. No flights tonight but we'll get you a room, a meal voucher and on the first flight out tomorrow. I get to the hotel and I hear her voice from behind me. "You too huh?" We talk a bit as they find rooms for us. I asked "so you going to eat?" "Sure, meet you in the restaurant in 20mins?" "Great." Over dinner the conversation becomes decidedly more flirtatious. I'm playing along with this until I start to think she's got active plans in mind. I tell her "I think you should know I'm married." "Married? I don't believe you. Why aren't you wearing a ring?" I don't go into any real details just that I don't often wear a ring. Somehow, and believe me at this point I'm not trying to fuel anything, she got it in her head I wasn't married, just wasn't interested in her. I finally pulled out my cell phone and showed her the contact entry for my wife. I told her "we can call her if you'd like." Even after all that she still seemed interested in taking things up stairs. I try to steer the conversation back to more general topics and eventually it ends with us each heading to our own rooms.
My wife and I hadn't done anything for literally years, sometimes I think I should have taken her ideas and ran with them. She was attractive and I liked every one of her ideas, some of them I found down right brilliant. Just at the time thought if I do this I'm going to go home and feel like shit about it later.
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Originally Posted by allaboutmusic
I did once turn down a naked woman. Does that count as extra?
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Absolutely. At least worth two, possibly three depending on her appearance.