A 100% True And Funny AMP Story
This thread could use a little humor. This happened sometime back in June after 1 of my visits at 7 Spa.
THIS REALLY HAPPENED, and is not embellished in any way. It's probably 1 of the funniest (in retrospect), craziest, and most embarrassing situations that's ever happened to me; and it's AMP 7 Spa related. This happened back in June. And all I can say is "THANK GOD," that I'm not married, and this didn't happen with my SO, or some lady I'm dating.
So here it goes: I'm in the back room at 7 Spa (the one on the left), and I'm with Sophia that night. We were going at each other hot and heavy for quite awhile. And in the heat of the moment, I decided I wanted to finish without a cover on.
So I took the condom off, and from sitting on the chair in the corner, I tried to throw that flimsy wet piece of rubber towards the trash can. It's an impossible shot, considering it's a lightweight rolled out wet sticky condom (try throwing 1 and you'll know what I mean). LOL.
So anyway, I throw it, and it lands about a foot shy of the trash can and lands directly on top of 1 of my Reef flip flop sandals. I remember distinctly thinking to myself, how funny that was and that I would just pick it up AFTER we finished.
So in the heat of the next 5 or 10 minutes it took for us to finish with our fun, I had completely forgotten about it. The room was pretty dark, so after we cleaned up and as I was getting dressed, I didn't see or even remember that condom SNAFU situation. So I literally stepped into my flip flops and the condom was sandwiched in between my foot and evidently dried and stuck there during my drive home.
So I make the drive back home up to the NC, parked my truck and was about to go into my place. But instead, since it was still early (around 9 pm) I decided to stop by my neighbors who's a really good friend because I needed to talk to him and catch up on something we had planned for the next morning. So I knocked on his door, and he ends up inviting me in for a beer. I happily accept and walk into his entry and removed my flip flops, because I'm a "please remove your slippers" Aloha kind of guy. We walk up the stairs to the living area, I sit down and he fills me a glass of some really good European beer he had on tap.
So we're in the living room talking enjoying our tasty beers. And then maybe about 5-10 minutes later, we hear his girlfriend walking up the stairs. When she got almost to the top, she stopped a couple of steps below the last step and bent over and exclaimed loudly: WHY IS THERE A CONDOM SITTING HERE ON THE STAIRS? And I responded with something like "Are you kidding me? And she said something along the lines like "Why would I joke about something like THAT!" LOL < Great point! LOL.
And then, that's when that OMFG moment of clarity / shock, finally hit me! "HOLY $hit! That's MY condom! LOL The 1 from my 7 Spa Biden moment! LOL.
I swear to God, I felt terrified in that surreal moment as I got up and walked over to the stairway to examine what she was bending over looking at. And sure enough, that fucking condom that had stuck to the bottom of my foot, came off as I was walking up their stairs, settling on that very last step.
So as we're both bending over looking at it, I said something like "Holy $hit! Where did THAT come from? LOL Definitely, 1 of the more "AWKWARD" moments in my life! My buddy was just laughing shaking his head and said something like where the hell have you been? I made up some BS story that I had stopped along the PCH and was watching the surf at Ponto's. And maybe I possibly stepped on 1 in the parking lot.
This was one of those situations, that you just had to be there, to fully appreciate the gravity of this Pulp Fiction type moment.
The first couple of times I've been to their place following that crazy situation, they jokingly yelled at me to "CHECK YOUR FEET!" LOL.
Could you even begin to imagine, if this had happened to 1 of you married guys here or someone in a committed long term relationship? And the $hit Storm that would follow trying to come up with a logical explanation under intense inquiry / fury?
Moral to this story: Always be prepared, for any / all type of Pulp Fiction moments, that may occur when we're preoccupied having fun, thinking with that OTHER head.
Be safe and have a blessed Sunday, gentlemen!
Thanks Waylay! Absolutely, unequivocally- NO BARE FS at 7 Spa
[QUOTE=Waylay;6139729]I'd probably say I stepped on it or something and it stuck to the bottom of my shoe? That's wild man. You probably know this already but all anyone's going to take from this story (whether it's the right conclusion or not) is that goes bare. Careful with that.
I once had a provider hide my used condom in my pants pocket. I believe it was a deliberate attempt to get me caught (in case I had a wife who was doing my laundry or something). I didn't find it until much later that evening and I just laughed but my heart raced pretty hard for a second there.[/QUOTE]Thank you for your sage advice here, Waylay; I appreciate it!
With all the other disinformation / untruths (IMO), I read being posted here, (which are a huge disservice to both us hobbyists as well as the girls BTW), I'll clarify any possible confusion up and clarify this real quick:
I have never received BBFS from ANY of the girls at 7 Spa. EVER! The girls all provide amazing hot sesh's with me & treat me like the VIP I am, but I respect their no FS boundaries. I got damn close a couple of times doing camel slides with Amy. But no dice damn it! LOL.