I've never told anyone this but we're all friends here right?



There was this girl I was in college with and really fancied something rotten. She'd knocked me back several times, nice and gently mind, but knocked me back all the same.

One Christmas, as I lived locally and would be around over the holidays, I volunteered to mind herself and her mates house, feed the cat etc.

I spent several days going through all their stuff, reading their letters and poking through their computer files. Going by the browser cache, one of them had a penchant for lezdom strapon porn - the filthy minx.

I, err, 'liberated' a couple of snapshots showing two of her housemates topless on holidays seeing as the house was a typical student rubbish tip, I figured nobody would be any the wiser.

My crowning achievement was stripping naked, climbing into the bed of my inamorata and wanking myself raw into pairs of her skimpies. I stuffed the soiled undies into my coat pocket took them home and washed them before returning them.

I replaced the clean knickers in her drawer and came downstairs and went to feed the cat. Just as I opened the tin of catfood, one of her housemates who'd come back early walked through the door. I was convinced my face was like a beetroot and, instead of my usual calm, chatty manner bumbled and stuttered like Boris Johnson on speed before making my excuses and legging it.

I don't know if they ever suspected anything or if it was just my paranoia detecting 'pointed remarks' where there were none to begin with.
(Fanta Menace Is tall enough to see over the fence, Fri 31 Aug 2007, 13:53, closed)