A guy I used to work with (W)
He was running the upstairs bar on the 1st floor of a listed building in Swansea from time to time. One particular night a new girlie had called in and W had chatted her up rather easily as she got steadily more drunk. His shift finished early and he sneaked her upstairs.
The 2nd floor of the pub was then a set of flats which provided a shared kitchen and seperate male/female bathrooms. Only residents and staff had access to that floor.
So he checks to see if the coast is clear and takes her into one of the bathrooms, bolting the door behind them. He sits on the toilet seat and drops his pants; she drops on her knees and sucks him off.
Just after he's dropped his load in her mouth, she leans back and looks up at him, then says the immortal words "Does this mean we're an item?"
Now don't get me wrong, they've just commited a very personal act amongst themselves. They've both engaged in adult and consensual relations and both enjoyed it greatly. But there's something about a girl who you've just properly met that afternoon who'se got your spunk dripping off her bottom lip and asking that question that kinda.....oh I don't know...kills the moment a bit.
"No" said W, who pulled his pants up and aptly legged it out of the building.

W is not me, he did laff like fuck telling me this though
( Jeccius Steam Borderlands 2 junkie, Wed 3 Dec 2008, 19:33, 2 replies)

What building was that?
Sounds like a place I might avoid! Charmine clientele
(timewarper, Wed 3 Dec 2008, 20:43, closed)

funnily enough it's a gaybar now
GAYBARGAYBAR!!!!
( Jeccius Steam Borderlands 2 junkie, Wed 3 Dec 2008, 22:09, closed)