desperate
so i'm at work contemplating life...imagining how cool it would be if i were a superhero...thinking what would i do if i had a billion quid, you know, standard work thoughts.

consequently it had been months since i'd had anything even close to sex:-( compulsive masturbation and downloaded porn just wern't cutting it any more...i needed action...anything...i was desperate.

It just so happened that one of my coworkers was a purple haired(dyed obviously) beauty, with tits the size of boulders. i spent many a work shift drooling over her.

At this time it was approaching christmas, and at work instead of exchanging cards etc, we used to buy this huge board thing where "amusing" pictures of each worker was stuck on and sighned. Like a large christmas card from everybody too everybody. I don't photograph well...fact, and one of the other lasses had the great idea of making me where a dress whilst taking the picture for laughs(whoooooo). Of course like a man i initially refused, but these two girls kept going on and on and on. Each time they asked it was met with a refusal untill.....the purpl haired beauty said she'd flash me her tits if i did it. I was 16 and desperate, it wasn't exactly her lying on her back on the staff table with me bonking her lights out but it was something-remember i ahdn't had any sort of action, not even a snog in months) so quick as a flash i put on this dress and they take picture after picture...i beleive i may have even pulled a girly pose at one point. After what felt like a deade in this dress it was her turn...she did...i saw for about a billionth of a second the greatest pair of tits i have ever had the pleasure of laying my eyes on.

It lasted a second

The picture lasted a lifetime...they never did take it off the staff feking wall, even after feking christmas was up. To this day it still comes up in almost every conversation, even my parents saw it.

I hate dresses...I hate work.....and most of all i hate motherfeking christmas!!!!

argh i think i'll go shove mi dick in a blender......less painful than my many stories of embarressment. One day i'll tell you about the lil sisters knickers in my P.E. bag story.

Untill then tara
(apo-dap, Sun 18 Nov 2007, 20:07, 2 replies)

As someone
for whom this kind of humiliation / embarrassment is commonplace, I feel your pain.

However, never believe anyone who tells you either "you'll be the only one who remembers or cares" or "everyone will forget about it." They won't. what will happen is that you'll develop a drinking habit to deal with it, or move 4,000 miles away so you don't have to see these people again. Currently I've done both...
(Rakky (forgot her password) The muffin maverick, Sun 18 Nov 2007, 20:15, closed)

strange people.
you only put a dress on! have a laugh for gods sake! you couldve asked purple haired lass out, if she was that willing to get her tits out once, chances are she wouldve done it again without too much prompting!
(lazy killer robot found that beer tastes better when your older, Tue 20 Nov 2007, 3:10, closed)