About a month ago, my new boyfriend and I got a bit antsy while waiting for our Italian food to be delivered to his parents’ house, 40 minutes south of Boston. His parents were sleeping upstairs so we decided to take advantage of the alone time. As we started fooling around on the living room couch, things escalated, and before long, we were having sex. After 10 minutes or so, we saw headlights in front of the house, but they didn’t vanish like a passing car. It was just idling, as if the car were parked. After we finished, the car started to drive away and we realized, “the food is taking forever to get delivered.” Suddenly, my guy opened the door and chased the delivery driver down the street as he tried to drive off and circle around to make it seem like he was just pulling up to the house. Apparently, he had decided to tip himself by watching us have sex.
Sexcapades
May 16, 2005
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