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The thing I've been most ashamed of doing with a penis
Confess. Female b3tans may need to improvise.
( , Thu 12 Mar 2009, 12:13)
Confess. Female b3tans may need to improvise.
( , Thu 12 Mar 2009, 12:13)
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I swear,
I was sending...um...pictures...of...um...it's glory...to an ex. (she wasn't an ex at the time, I hasten to add. I'm don't stalk my exes. Well, not all of them, there aren't enough hours in the day to follow around all the women I've fucked up relationships with).
But to take the picture to send, I had gone to my offices toilets and taken a look at some pictures that she had previously sent me. Until I was, you know, 'ready'.
Then I snapped away, got a couple of shots that showed me, shall we say, in a flattering light and sent one.
My phone was fairly slow to send pictures, so I went back to my desk and put it down next to me, waiting until I heard the tell tale buzz that my penis was flying in 1’s and 0’s through the ether for my waiting beloveds depraved pleasure.
Then I promptly forgot it and went to get coffee.
I came back to my desk and my boss was hovering waiting to talk to me, so we are chatting away and then I noticed his eyes start to drift down to my desktop.
I followed his gaze and as clear as day, there is my phone. There is my erect penis and, worst of all, so there was no getting away from where the picture had been taken, there was, in the background, the distinctive red and white tiles that adorned the cubicles in the staff toilets.
The pause was excruciating, the conversation swiftly wrapped up and my boss and I never had a non awkward conversation again.
( , Thu 12 Mar 2009, 13:41, 2 replies)
I was sending...um...pictures...of...um...it's glory...to an ex. (she wasn't an ex at the time, I hasten to add. I'm don't stalk my exes. Well, not all of them, there aren't enough hours in the day to follow around all the women I've fucked up relationships with).
But to take the picture to send, I had gone to my offices toilets and taken a look at some pictures that she had previously sent me. Until I was, you know, 'ready'.
Then I snapped away, got a couple of shots that showed me, shall we say, in a flattering light and sent one.
My phone was fairly slow to send pictures, so I went back to my desk and put it down next to me, waiting until I heard the tell tale buzz that my penis was flying in 1’s and 0’s through the ether for my waiting beloveds depraved pleasure.
Then I promptly forgot it and went to get coffee.
I came back to my desk and my boss was hovering waiting to talk to me, so we are chatting away and then I noticed his eyes start to drift down to my desktop.
I followed his gaze and as clear as day, there is my phone. There is my erect penis and, worst of all, so there was no getting away from where the picture had been taken, there was, in the background, the distinctive red and white tiles that adorned the cubicles in the staff toilets.
The pause was excruciating, the conversation swiftly wrapped up and my boss and I never had a non awkward conversation again.
( , Thu 12 Mar 2009, 13:41, 2 replies)
Oh shit...
I did a similar thing but my erection was sticking out of my fly...
*clikity*
( , Thu 12 Mar 2009, 13:52, closed)
I did a similar thing but my erection was sticking out of my fly...
*clikity*
( , Thu 12 Mar 2009, 13:52, closed)
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