3/13/2010

Uh... Those Aren't Cookies

Submitted by Tina:

On my second date with Rob, I had offered to make him cookies.  He was really excited about it, and came over to my house before dinner.  He showed up early and I had to take a shower, so I told him to help himself to anything in the kitchen while I was upstairs in the bathroom.

Shortly after starting the shower, I realized that I had forgotten to grab a new soap I had wanted to use.  It was in my room, so I threw on my robe and left the bathroom.

On my way there, down the hall, I heard a thump from my room.  I entered and found Rob hiding, lying down on the floor on the far side of my bed, close to the wall.

I asked him what he was doing in my room, and then I noticed that the top drawer of my bureau was ajar.  I must have turned fifty shades whiter and told him to leave my room and the house.

He didn't look me in the eye as he shuffled past, but he did leave a crumpled pair of my underwear on the floor where he had hidden.

15 comments:

  1. on a second date you let a guy stay in your house while you took a shower? wtf is wrong with you?

    you are lucky all he did was jack off into your panties.

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  2. Gak! That is mortifying!

    And yes, you're lucky things weren't worse.

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  3. I would never leave someone alone in my apartment on the second date O__O

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  4. cut her some slack. the guy showed up early, it wasn't her fault.

    and gross, the whole stealing your panties thing. weirdo! suffice it t say, his embarrassment was probably greater than yours. you dodged a bullet there!

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  5. just cause it was the second date doesn't mean they just met.

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  6. Nice! He probably just wanted to make tea.

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  7. ewwww. LOL

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  8. Maybe he can't tell the difference between the kitchen and your bedroom?

    I would have just skipped the shower, but I'm not a trusting individual. :P

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  9. He gave you the "sniff test" every guy knows you have to pass that one or the deal's off.

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  10. Out of concern for your safety, he stored your scent in his memory so you could be tracked quickly should you become lost. "Woof Woof"

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  11. Ummm, @11:29 and @11:33, he was in her bureau drawer, not her laundry basket. Washed underthings, clean, non-odorous, you know? You kids need to spend a little less time on line and a little more time with real girls or maybe you should help mom with the laundry once in a while. You know, to learn about where clothes come from.

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  12. 3:46's underthings smell like irony.

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  13. tina has a bad case of the dumbs.

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  14. 3:46, you need to sniff more undies, the freshly laundered retain a wonderful smell of clean pussy. leave you address, I will send you some skidmarks you can compare them too.

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  15. Vibrators are often stored in the underwear drawer. After solo-coitus the ladies are too tired or relaxed to wash it so they through it in the drawer for another day. Over time the thousands of scents added, dried, added, dried, added multiple the strength like a vaginal Hattori Hanzo, being folded in the hot embers of her uterine flames. The scent can pass to the surrounding panties. I'm sure the vibrator was like tree bark ready to be scraped and saved.

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