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Thinly-disguised entrances to Hell where bad things happen. Tell us your dancefloor disasters.

(, Wed 8 Apr 2009, 12:35)
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The 4 way that never was
Some years ago I used to frequent a goth club in town. I was married, about 22 years old. Mrs. Zupper didn't usually bother coming out with me on my weekly clubbing excursions.

On this particular night I ran into a young lady of loose morals whom my wife had already had girl sex with on several occasions -- while we'd been engaged. So it seemed fair enough to end up chatting her up, buying her a drink and then buying a drink for her friend, Katherine.

Long story short, within an hour all 3 of us were on the floor underneath the DJ's table, snogging. We were all at least partially undressed and jointly decided that it was time to take this party elsewhere.

I had 2 EXTREMELY attractive bisexual women ready to have sex with me immediately. I could have taken them downtown, where I had the entire second floor of a building that I'd rented out with a group of friends that had formed a sort of artist's collective. Couches, fridge, stereo, perfect place to go for random sex.

Did I do things the safe way? No I did not. I decided to push my luck and go for 3 women at one go by getting my wife involved.

When the 3 of us arrived at my apartment, there was just one little problem. My wife and I had just returned from helping to clean out a friend's (extremely wealthy) grandparents' vacation home before selling it. We'd come back with boxes and boxes of fine, antique china and other such things.

All of this fine china and tea sets and such were spread out across the living room floor. And as soon as these 2 chicks saw it all, they went into instant 'gushing' girl mode. My wife joined in. And the 3 of them spent the next 2 hours playing with the fucking tea sets.

The hot group sex vibe was hopelessly lost. The young ladies left after much charming conversation. I never saw Katherine again.

I want to kick myself in the face every time I think of what could have been. To make things worse, I explained to my wife about a month later what my intentions were in bringing the 2 of them round. Her response? "Too bad, I definitely would have fucked Katherine."

Sigh.
(, Wed 8 Apr 2009, 22:36, 2 replies)
If it helps...
...I will kick you in the face for subverting my owns dreams.

YOU ARSE!
(, Wed 8 Apr 2009, 23:16, closed)
Probably won't make you feel much better...
but have a *click* from me
(, Fri 10 Apr 2009, 20:24, closed)

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