Fond memories of dating...
 

This last weekend, we visited my wife's younger sister and over wine that night we began to tell some stories of life on their family farm back in the sixties. The sister told everyone that my wife --then girlfriend---and I embarassed her and their first cousin one Sunday afternoon. The girls had their boyfriends over, all were in high school, and were laying out sunbathing in the backyard, knowing their parents were away for the day at a funeral. The girls had on conservative 2 piece bathing suits.

My wife and I were inside getting ready to join them in the yard, but my wife didn't want to wear her old suit which was very conservative because the tan lines would look funny with her new brief bikini she had left at college. She knew her parents would not let her wear it if they saw it.

I suggested since it was just the six of us, she should go topless and roll the top of her two piece bottom down well below her belly button, more like her new suit. She thought that would be risky around her sister, cousin and their boyfriends, but she agreed. We walked out the back door and her sister went ballistic! She was shocked to see her topless, partly because my wife had a great figure---or at least great compared to her sister, and partly because the two boys could not stop staring.

After a moment, we said screw you, and we left to go out into the farm fields behind the house. We screwed on the tractor---it seemed like a great idea at the time and my wife laid out nude on a towel. After an hour or so, we decided to go back to the house and she started to put the bottoms back on and I stopped her. Since her sister had such a fit with her topless, how would she react if she were fully nude?

I walked ahead and told her sister we had to go in the back door because the front door was locked, but my wife had a towel. Her sister said thank heavens, and just then my wife walked around the corner of the house fully nude, carrying the towel and her bathing suit bottoms in her hand, off to her side. The boys nearly fell out of their chairs and her sister and cousin were speechless. She explained that she did not mean to be a tease walking around only topless earlier, so she decided it was only fair to let them see her nude. It may have been the first time these boys had seen a girl's secret triangle, and they could not blink. We walked inside, giving the boys a good look at her ass as she walked up the steps onto the back porch. We went inside and had some more fun.

That was 44 years ago, and we had forgotten it, but her sister hadn't.

My Poloroid from that day...
 

After much begging, she has let me show you this 40+ year old Poloroid of her that I took that day in back of her house just before going back and letting her sister, cousin and their boyfriends see her. Do you see why the boys enjoyed the show? Wouldn't you?:) Her swimsuit bottoms are at her feet.

Outstanding story made all the better with a pic!

Another photo of the bathing suit....
 

The following photo shows her wearing the bottom half of the conservative bathing suit. I don't think it was taken on the same weekend, but the prior summer, so she would have been 19 or maybe 20 when this was taken. Please note the absolute lack of any sagging--they were delightful cones, similar to the "bullet" bras of the 1950's. We started dating when she was 18.

One of the delights of dating....
 

The ladies always thought we were being perfect gentlemen opening the car doors for them, but we know the real reason. And they enjoyed giving us a peak at potential pleasures.

I remember all the girls I dated in high school(in the 1960's) wore the same, nearly identical underwear, almost like a uniform. A white bra, either white briefs or bikini briefs, a white garter belt, stockings and typically a white half slip was the norm.

One girl I dated wore two pairs of panties--conservative white cotton briefs---because her mother thought that one pair might be too see through. A cousin of my wife's wore two pair, and her mother inspected her panties after every date to make sure she was not misbehaving.

How about adding some of your stories about dating--with photos too if you can. Such fond memories!

The dawn of the pantyhose era, circa 1968, caused nothing but trouble. That's a not-so-fond memory of mine. While the skirts were delighffully short back then, pantyhose was nothing but an obstruction! Even the door-opening peek was blurred, as I recall. And for some of the ladies putting them back on, well it sort of reminded me of those National Geographic films of walruses getting back onto shore from the ocean. They never were able to slip them on (or off) too easily or gracefully. On the other hand, I did gain a new appreciation of thigh highs........

Riding along in my automobile, waiting to show her....
 

Back in our dating days, cars had nice large bench seats---not these separated buckets like they have today with consoles in between. Those bench seats were great for lots of things, including having your date sit close beside you. Some guys liked to drive with their right arm around their girl, holding them close. I prefered to keep my right hand between her thighs when we drove around. Here is why:

The Uniform...
 

Back in the sixties, it seemed every girl wore the same underwear as I mentioned earlier. The white bra, either briefs or bikini panties, and since they were now big girls, they wore stockings and a garter belt. Most wore half slips, too.

As hard as it is to believe today, in the sixties, girls had to wear a dress or a skirt every day to school---no jeans, no shorts. I loved it.

I started dating my wife when she was 18, and am fortunate to have a few photos of her in her uniform.

Remember "sack" dresses
 

In the sixties, one of the style trends was shapeless sheath dresses we all called sack dresses. Most guys didn't like them because they hid the girls' shapes but I loved them. When out on your date, you could push up the dress, slide the panties off, and push the bra, slip and dress up under her armpits,giving you complete access to the fun parts.

Share some of your dating memories, please!

Short shorts and sweatshirts...
 

When I was younger, the girls wore "short shorts" long before they started wearing longer Bermuda shorts. These short shorts were REALLY short and made the girls' legs look very long and shapely.

My girlfriend had several pairs of very short shorts and wore them frequently. When we both went to college, she got the usual assortment of sweat shirts with various school emblems for her school, mine and others. She even had one that said "Harvard" for some reason.

Wearing the short shorts under the large loose hanging sweat shirts made it look like she was not wearing anything underneath, and soon she did just that going nude under the sweat shirts. It was exciting going grocery shopping or to a baseball game knowing that the sweat shirt came down just an inch or less below her pussy or shapely ass, and that if she bent over or lifted her arms, everything would show. Just to confuse my friends, she would sometimes wear dark colored short shorts that made it look like you were getting a glance at her pussy, or occasionally she would just wear bikini panties that were usually see through---you never knew unless she showed you or you accidently got a peek.

The tease got to him.....
 

One of my very best friends and I double dated to a lake in northern Georgia, but had preagreed to go our separate ways once we got there. I was with my steady girl and he was with a new, but very lovely and promising blonde. The blonde wore a tied off blouse leaving a bare midriff, and short shorts. My girl wore a sweatshirt.

It was early October and this state park had no one there--absolutely no one --so we parked at the picnic area and had a nice lunch, then we went for a walk leaving him with the blonde. He came to see us about a half hour later, and said his date was a dud. We had not heard him come up, and my girlfriend was laying on her side showing a incredibly round ass. He just about fell over when he saw her----and said he had always wondered if she wore anything under the sweatshirts.

The story continues...
 

She pulled the shirt down, but her ass was still clearly in view, but she did not seem to care. He was a very good friend and had seen her in her underwear and maybe briefly in the shower once or twice.

He left and returned, saying the blonde wanted to go. My girl got up and he said she was being such a tease with the sweatshirt so she raised her arms and said, "Is this what you wanted to see?" He just gaped, and I was about to suggest she and I go back into the woods one more time before leaving.

She said she wanted to see how cold the water was before we left, so she walked over to the lake and stepped in to just below her knees. I told her I was going back to the car and start packing, and for her to come soon.

We heard a shriek, then a "damn" and a splash. Soon, my girlfriend came towards us carrying her sweatshirt that had just gotten soaked when she slipped and fell into the lake. My friend was speechless and we walked together, my naked girlfriend and two guys, back to the car where the blonde waited, looking astonished as she stared at my completely naked girlfriend. Soon she had put on my shirt and we were on the long drive back to her school.

Later my friend said it was a lousy date, but he would not have missed it for the world.

The "no touch" zones...
 

I was in my second year of college and met a local girl that was just beautiful. Friends told me not to waste my time, but she was a looker and was convenient. It would be nice to have a girl that close to the school.

She was a year older than me, but seemed like she had not dated much. First date? Only a kiss on the cheek. Second date? Some kissing and a fight to touch a boob. Third date? The blouse comes off but the bra stays on. Fourth(and last) date? The blouse and shorts are off, but she will not touch me, and absolutely no touching her below the waist. Nuts. I told her I was hurting and she said she would turn her head so I could take care of "my needs" but I said I was too embarassed. She finally agrees to a Poloroid that I could use later for "my needs" that, of course, would have to be torn up afterward. Yea! But on further petting, the bra comes off and another photo is taken.

I never dated her again, but she would call me on occasion and ask me to let us try again. By then I had moved on and never tried again. I was deeply in love with the girl I would marry, too. Yes, I covered her face because she scratched it out on the originals that somehow never got torn up.

Remember me photos.......
 

About the time I was going to college(to avoid the draft among other reasons) the Poloroid camera really showed its value because the girlfriends could give us photos to remember them by that they would never allow to be developed in the local drug store. Almost everyone I knew had a naughty photo of different sorts of girlfriends back home.

One good friend who had to get married in high school when his girlfriend got pregnant joined the Navy right away to avoid being in the infantry in the Army. He married the really cute girl, who quickly got her figure back after the baby arrived. He called me in the early mid 1980's and asked if we could visit. He was still in the Navy, had risen to a chief something, and now had four children.

He had been sent on a carrier on a six month tour to the Mediteranean, I think. Anyway, when he came over my wife was out and he said he was in serious trouble. He had made a sex video of he and his wife to take on the ship to watch, and the tape had been stolen. She was asking him to see it again, and he was stalling. He wanted to know if a video tape (back then it was VHS or Beta)could melt or get destroyed someway that was credible. I called a friend who made commercials and was told that they could be destroyed by heat or by being too close to strong magnets. That is what he told his wife--I hope she bought it. Anyway, a tape of his wife doing everything possible is out there somewhere and I would love to see it.

My girlfriend when she went to college roomed with a great, big boobed girl her second year. That girl had my girlfriend take all sorts of nude photos of her to send to her boyfriend who was in the military. I wished I could see them. My girl allowed one photo of her to be taken in her dorm, stretched out on her bed in her bra and panties. You can see her great long legs. She thought sending nudes in the mail to a college was too risky---and she would be right.

A prize I still cherish...
 

I still remember beginning to beg for a "remember me photo" in mid-summer, long before I had to return to college. She knew other girls were letting them be taken with Poloroids, and her cousin evidently had posed for a lot of them for her boyfriend.

Negotiations started with a two piece bathing suit, evolved to a tub covered with soap bubbles, to in her baby-doll pajamas, to a bra and panties + if that happened I wanted the garter belt and stockings. I kept arguing for nude but she was holding strong. Unlike most of the girls of the time, my girlfriend did not drink so I could not get her drunk for a great photo like a couple of my football friends had done. One even had a photo of two of the cheerleaders nude, supposedly.

Fortunately, this did not affect our fooling around but when the camera was mentioned or even in the car, she got really strict. As the time to leave got near, she began to waver a bit, and the day I was packed up and on my way, I drove by her home to say goodbye. Her family had gone to church, and she was home alone and met me at the front door nude. I had the camera and she looked resigned to let me take a photo, hopefully just from the waist up. I wanted more, and finally she got on the sofa, leaned back and gave me more than I could hope for---but she was not happy. I was, and this was a treasure that I still love to see. This old black and white Poloroid has held up well, thank heavens.

Nephews and cousins in college....
 

My girlfriend was visiting me one weekend at my apartment my last year in college. She had three cousins, nephews or whatever plus one of their friends that wanted to go to my school so I invited them up but they would have to sleep in the living room overnight. She and I were living together on weekends when she could get away from her college, so she was there. The older boy was driving them all to town and he got there about 10am, and we started a walk around the campus, had lunch in the school cafeteria, and then went to a basketball game in the gym. It was a fun afternoon.

She and I needed some alone time so I gave them money to go to a movie after we had burgers for dinner and they left. We fooled around then she took a shower. My roommates were out, and she came back into my bedroom naked and was standing there when our guests came barging in. She let out a shriek and covered her pubes. Usually she cowered and covered her breasts, too, but not this time for some reason. She was royally ticked off.

I tried to calm her down, and said it was no big deal. The boys were all staring at her, and she just stood there, hands covering her curly hairs. I told the boys to sit on the bed and they could all have one look. She looked at me with fire in her eyes, and said "one look only and it will be our secret forever!". They all eagerly agreed so she stood in front of each in turn, removed her hands and put her pussy in their face and said "take a look". She did each one and then told them to get out so she could get dressed.

Nothing else was ever said. I don't know if she enjoyed it, but I did.

Visiting the twins---and their Dad
 

My girlfriend grew up next to twin girls who were like sisters to her. When their mother passed away while they were in high school, she stayed in touch and would call them often after they moved to Manteo, North Carolina.
The father, who was extremely "yummy" according to my girlfriend, remarried but soon separated from wife #2.

We had to attend the wedding of one of her cousins about an hour from Manteo, so we called and arranged to visit and spend the night at the twins' home. Her parents, other family and my girlfriend and I left at the crack of dawn on that Saturday in October for the wedding, which was at 2pm. Knowing the time would be tight, everyone wore the clothes that they would wear to the wedding.

After the wedding, my girl and I drove straight to the twins' home, arriving about 5pm. The car needed gas and a tire seemed low, so I dropped off my girl. The twins were not home yet, but the father grabbed her suitcase and carried it upstairs to the twins' bedroom where she would stay. I was to stay in another bedroom down the hall.

According to her, when she saw the good-looking father, it reminded her of how she had always had a crush on him, and she told him she would like to bathe before getting dressed into something more casual for the evening. The bath was next door to the twins' room, so as the father put her suitcase in the bedroom, she stepped into the bath. It was a huge old home with a large bathroom with an old footed bathtub. She turned as he came out of the bedroom, and as she was catching up with him about family and friends, she stepped out of her dress. He just stayed in the doorway to the bath, and kept talking to her and she kept undressing. She pulled the black slip over her head, and he walked past her to start the water in the tub. As he walked back, she unsnapped her black bra, and dropped it to the side with her dress and slip. He was in the doorway, still talking to her as she lowered her panties---old style panty briefs because she had dressed in the same room with her mother hours earlier.

His eyes kept on her, and she began to slowly pull off her stockings. Soon, he stepped past her to stop the water in the tub. Fully naked, she stood in front of him and he said he would go get her a fresh towel. He left and she got in the tub and quickly bathed. When he returned, she stood with water and soap suds dripping off her into the tub, and reached for the towel. He watched as she put one leg up and over the tubs tall side, and she knew she would have to spread her legs wide to get the second leg out. He openly stared at her exposed pink, even in her dark triangle. They continued to talk as she wiped the dampness from her glistening skin. She then turned, and bent over to wipe out the inside of the tub, giving him a full appreciation of her wonderful ass.

When she turned she noticed for the first time the massive bulge in the front of his trousers and she stared at it. He was having a difficult time speaking when they heard the door downstairs open, and I yelled "where is everyone?".

She said that she had to get dressed before I saw her (HA!) so she ducked into the bedroom.

The father came downstairs and we talked briefly. When I went upstairs she threw open the door naked and said "screw me NOW!", and I obliged, not knowing what she had just done. I was dropping a nice load when we heard the twins come in the front door downstairs. I went to my room and she got dressed.

Later she told me the entire story(and wanted to have sex again) so when everyone was downstairs the next morning for breakfast, she put on the outfit she wore to the wedding and I took these Poloroids. I only had four shots left on this packet of film---sorry.

Drive-in movies....
 

The drive-in was THE make-out spot of the sixties. It took a few dates to get my girlfriend,now wife, to understand that everyone wanted privacy at the drive-in to get her comfortable getting undressed in the car which was only a few feet from other's cars. Soon, she was used to being topless or more and having fun in the car and even staying undressed as we left the drive-in to go to our favorite place to park. I loved her sitting beside me as the various lights streamed around the car as we drove away with everyone else at the end of the movie. Did they see her bare breasts as we drove? We would never know.

Events kept us apart for several weeks before I could pick her up, telling her parents that we were going to the movies. Once at the drive-in I left her to go get drinks and popcorn at the snack stand. On the way back, I saw a couple of friends and we walked together back to our cars. We got to my car first and when I opened my door, I got a wonderful surprise and my friends got quite a show. She had forgotten the dome light would come on when I opened the door.

I hope you enjoy seeing what they saw!

At a wedding......
 

It was the June before our upcoming marriage in August,when we went to a friend's wedding down south. Saturday night we went to the rehearsal dinner then back to the home we were staying in with two other couples across the street from the bride's parents home. The older couple who were kind enough to let us stay had a wonderful pool so later a lot of us went for a swim. Twelve or fourteen couples, most college age were there and although it was about ten pm lights around the pool made it seem like day. When the idea of skinny dipping came up,the ladies complained it was too bright and we should turn off the pool lights. My girl said they were being silly because we swam nude in the day sometimes. Many there were old friends so my wife removed her bikini and dived in the water. Soon, many were nude or at least topless and having a great time. Being a good guest, I fingered the bride to an orgasm underwater while my girlfriend got felt up by the groom. He tried to fuck her but all she did was jerk him vigorously but she left him hard. She didn't want him to not have a full load on his honeymoon, or so she told me.

The next morning we attended church with the bride and her family,then went back to our place to change before a pre-wedding lunch. My girlfriend took off her dress in our bedroom and then as she continued to undress out of her simple white half slip and bra, we decided to have a quicky. I removed her panties but left her garter belt and sockings on. I loved to feel her stockings on my cheeks when I ate her sweetness. Soon we were fucking doggie style,and we came together. Soon she got up and said we had to get ready for the lunch. She went into the hall to the bathroom a couple of doors down. After maybe ten minutes, I heard her yell "EEEEK!" and I went out wearing my boxers. She was standing outside the bath cowering and with her hands covering her nipples and her pubic triangle. Two of the other guests had come upstairs to their room and caught her naked except for her white garter belt and stockings and heels. Both guys apologized and went into their rooms, and my red-faced girlfriend ran into our room.

I was confused. Both guys had seen her nude the night before but she said being partially undressed was different.

I wrote about this a long time ago here but this time I can add some photos with her lovely face hidden. I did not get a photo of her cowering in front of the guys but I hope you like these.

She decided to lay down for a minute and the guys knocked on our door after a few minutes to see if she was ok and to apologize again. She told them they could come in since they had seen her everything anyway. While she was talking to them,I noticed that her legs kept getting wider apart. They truly saw everything as they spoke.

unexpected home coming
 

I was 21, she was 20.
I had been away from my GF for about 2 weeks, and come home to her parents home. She was wearing a long skirt (1/2 way between her knees and ankles). She met me on the porch of her parents home, and everyone else was still inside, so we kissed and cuddled, and I was running my hands over her body. She was still standing on the porch and I was about 1 foot lower at ground level. I put both my hands on her ankles and slowly ran my hands up the back of her legs, under her skirt. As I reach her thighs, to my delight I found that instead of pantihose, she was wearing stockings and suspenders. I slowly ran my hands up the last couple of inches of her legs, .. and to my surprise... instead of finding her knickers, my fingers felt her hair. she had her feet about a foot apart, and my fingers quickly entered her. She was already as wet as hell as she had been anticipating this since she'd removed her knickers when she knew I was coming.

I fingered her for a while on the porch, but we had to go inside.

After dinner with her family, we retired to a quiet room and she sat facing me on my lap on a couch, her knees up and her feet back .. she was basicially squatting on me. We kissed for ages and both my hands explored under her skirt.

Then she undid my fly, and we screwed on the couch with her whole family in the next room. I was petrified someone would come in.

I found having sex with someone so close by was such a turn on ... but bloody scary too.

In the top bunk with her mother in the same room
 

I was 21 and she was 20.

When I stayed at her parents home, I slept in the top bunk of her bothers bed.

My GF would come into my bed in the morning, wearing a tiny nighty and knickers.
We would kiss and I'd finger her, and she'd then turn around and we'd spoon, and I'd fuck her from behind.

Many times, her mother (who have a fucking hottie) would come into the room, and tidy up the room, empty her brothers clothes basket, and even vacuumed the floor a few times. So I often had the devilish pleasure of slowly fucking a 20 year old hottie, while perving at her hot mother's bent over arse (usually in fairly tight fitting track-suit pants) 6 feet away.

I was in heaven.

I often imagined what her mother would be like in the sack!!

In the woods near her parents...
 

It was about 1964 or thereabouts. We had been dating a couple of years and were really comfortable with each other. I had no doubt we would marry when we finished our college soon.

Whenever her parents or siblings were at home, we couldn't fool around, and doing it in the car was ok but not great. We found a great spot to park. About 4 miles from her parents home, a new road and bridge were put a country road, leaving the older curvy road abandoned, and it went higher up on a hill. The old road went right by a house that had burned completely. All that was left was the foundation and a couple of stone chimneys. There was a terrific view out over the new road and the bridge and river 60 or 70 feet below the house. We started parking there regularly.

On a typical Sunday, we would go there after going to church with her family, then if they went home, we would go our special parking spot. She would usually take off her dress and lay it in the back seat, so it would not get wrinkled or stained. We would make out and I would undress her.

Adventures parking...
 

I remember three events vividly"
--We were at our favorite spot and thought we heard voices far away, probably from the river. We went down this nice path from the old home down to the river. Once there, we saw on the other side of the river maybe 40 to 60 boy scouts gathered around the old mill. We hid behind a tree and watched them for a minute. I was still dressed but all she wore were bikini panties. I dared her to stand where they could see her. To my great surprise, she agreed. After all they were probably 40 yards away across the river, and very unlikely to notice her, and if someone did see her, we could run back up the path and to our car before they could cross the river. She handed me the panties and covering her nakedness with her hands she walked out into a small clearing, in clear view of the boys. She took a deep breath, and while staring across the river, she dropped her hands to her side. I could not decide whether to stare at my naked girlfriend or watch across the river. I never saw anyone over there show any obvious signs of seeing her, although several looked her way and seemed to stare for a few seconds.
After 8 to 10 minutes, I saw her belly quiver and her knees got weak. Soon I was running up the path staring at her cute bottom. We had some GREAT sex on our blanket in front of the fireplace in the old house.
--Another time, we were in our favorite spot on the blanket inside the foundation of the old house and we thought we heard a car engine. I guessed it was from the new road downhill a ways, but after we completed a wonderfully wet 69 to completion, we walked hand in hand back to the car. As we got closer, I could see a pickup truck behind my car and a couple about 40 looking around. We hid behind a tree and waited. An hour or so later, we HAD to leave so I walked to my car in my shorts and waved at the couple now standing behind their truck. After I started the car, I waved at my girlfriend and she ran, covering her nakedness with her hands, and jumped into the car. We drove off, and she said she thought the couple were neighbors. We hoped they did not recognize us.
--Many times at the old home, she would stand fully nude looking out over the new road and out over the river. No one could see her from a moving car unless they looked up the hill, but she loved just standing, fully exposed to the world. We had many fun times there over three summers.

One late summer evening, we were having dinner with her family, and her father was talking about going hunting for deer near the river, and he would park near the new bridge. Her younger brother, maybe 10 or so, said very innocently "Maybe you will see the naked lady who lives in those woods. My friend have told me about her". I nearly choked. We got married that winter and never went back to our spot.

Her are a couple more photos from there plus her on our blanket, ready for a good time.

The pre-wedding party at college....
 

We were going to get married in June, and some of my friends wanted to throw a party for us. The home that I rented with 2 other guys was the logical spot so we set it up. They brought munchies and made their special grain punch that most called "Purple Passion". You had to be careful, it would sneak up on you and you would be elbow dragging drunk in a hurry.

My girlfriend arrived after the party had started from her school, and we went to my bedroom on the first floor of the house and enjoyed some great sex. I pulled off her dress and she was, to my great pleasure, naked except for her garter belt and stockings. She knew what I liked. Of course, with the dress on, she looked fully dressed and normal. No one would have suspected.

She got on all fours, sucked me for a few minutes, and then "assumed the position". She wanted it hard doggy style and I climbed on.

The party continues...
 

After we rested for a few, she pulls her dress back on and we go out to meet all our friends there for our party. She had a couple of cups of the grain punch and was feeling no pain. I was too drunk to dance so she danced with lots of my friends. Of course, they grabbed her ass and feeling no panties, she got groped. One guy named Tom had her dress hiked up and one hand on her ass and another reaching between her legs. She did not discourage him, but she would not leave the room, knowing they wanted more. She did tell me she reached inside their trousers and got to see "who was packing and who was not" as she said. Tom, she said, was so small she had a hard time finding his hard cock. One guy came in her hand, she said.

I was on a sofa and she walked over with her dress pulled up in back, and said let's lay down. We went back in our bedroom and stretched out. She was out in minutes, and I took off her dress and hung it up.

A while later, I went back out and folks were leaving. About six of the guys were there cleaning up. I started to help and another guy came back after taking his date home. All of a sudden, I saw a couple of them staring behind me. My soon to be wife had come out of the bedroom fully exposed in the garter belt and stockings and nothing else. I told her she was undressed and she grabbed a small dishrag and tried to cover up.

I have so many fond memories.

My wife was a virgin when we met, and, after several months of dating she finally gave in and allowed me to go all the way. I was a "cool" 17, and believed her to be 16. Later, I found out she had lied and was only 15. Oh well, it was too late. The first time I had her, we were parked in a remote spot. She gave in to my relentless pursuit, but said " if you want that thing in me, you have to do it yourself, because I will not touch it". Her hope was I would not like it, and leave her alone after that.

Fortunately for me, she liked it, and came with a massive orgasm. After that, we screwed every chance we had. We could be driving at night and she would ask me to find a quiet street. She would get in the back seat and get naked. It turned out she got excited at the possibility of being caught.

Her favorite place to get laid was her parents driveway. She would get naked and fuck my brains out. She liked the excitement, and knew her father would only flash the light when he wanted her in the house. What wild times we had.

To this day she still likes sex in public places.

The end of the party...
 

Within minutes she was nearly falling down, so we helped her into a chair. She just sat there fully exposed. After a short while a friend and I took her into the bedroom and put her on the bed. We left her there.

A while later, he asked me to go with his to the bedroom. She was sleeping very soundly on her back with her beautiful legs spread wide apart. I said she is ok, and he said the guys were coming in and looking at her. I told him she proably wouldn't mind. He said "but you can see her pink!" and indeed you could. We left her there and left the door open.

I know all of them went in and looked, and I suspect most felt her up. At least two jerked off on her from the evidence they left, but no one tried to screw her thank heavens.

The next morning she had not moved. She woke up about noon and walked in naked, without her garter belt and stockings, kissed me on the cheek and went to take a shower. My roommates love it. She never worried about them seeing her naked again.

Neighbor watching my wife blowing me!
 

During the years that I dated what would later become my wife, I spent a lot of time with her at her parent's home. They lived in a very comfortable split-level house in a nice area. While her parents would be watching TV in the living room, my girlfriend and I would typically go downstairs to the playroom, located on the ground floor, and often enjoy some really hot sex.

On one hot summer night, my girlfriend and I were in the playroom with the screen door locked but the outside wooden security door wide open. Anyone walking in the backyard could look in and easily see what we were doing through the screen door. As I so fondly recall, on one particular night I listened carefully to determine that her parents were relaxing and watching TV upstairs. They were. Perfect! So I proceeded to take off my girlfriend's tube-top (it was the 1970s) and her shorts. As she was totally nude on the playroom floor, I too stripped off my clothes and told my girl to get on all fours.

Moving closer to her and grabbing her head, I gently eased my cock into her young mouth. She smiled and proceeded to slowly blow me. She loved to suck cock, and as I was to learn years later, she was known around town as a hot little cocksucker. After a minute or two, I grabbed the back of her long blond hair and started to pull her head on and off my swollen cock. Hearing nothing but sensing that something was amiss, I looked to my left and saw my girl's next door neighbor, an attractive female, staring at us. She had a drink in her hand and must have wandered off her property and onto my girlfriend's parents back yard, something she did quite often. I was petrified! Here we were both totally nude, with me pulling my girlfriend's hair, violently fucking her eager young mouth!

Thank God I kept my cool. This particular neighbor, although married and attractive for her age, never had any children and loved to drink, often getting somewhat tipsy and occasionally drunk. I quickly figured that if she did squeal to my girl's parents we could deny it and say that we were just making-out. Besides, they knew she was sometimes drunk and was always drinking, so what kind of credibility did she have? I banked on the fact that she didn't have any! No, I prayed that she didn't have any...!

The sheer eroticism of the moment and the terror in my heart did however cause me to "pull the trigger" and shoot a massive load of cum into my girl's mouth and down her throat. As she wasn't ready for this, thinking that the blow-job was a prelude to getting her pussy fucked on the playroom floor, she immediately started to gag and cough. The neighbor continued to watch as I pulled my cock away from my girl's face with the cum drooling out of her mouth. Than, a second later, the neighbor was gone. When my girl asked me what happened as she thought we were going to fuck, I told her that her blow-job was so intense that I came by accident. She was OK with that, as she loved to give blow-jobs. My girlfriend did not know until years later when I told her that her neighbor had watched the whole thing!

Did the neighbor ever tell my girlfriend's parents? No, she did not, even though I sweated out the next several weeks. But she did however start giving me a special smile and a wink every time she and her husband came over to my girlfriend's parents house for drinks or dinner. She knew that I knew and I was happy that it was our little dirty secret!

No one's home??
 

We were getting ready to return to our schools and would not see each other for about three weeks. While my girlfriend, soon to be wife, was upstairs packing, her family left for church. I was scheduled to drop by about noon then drive to my college several hours away.

I got to her house and the driveway was empty, both vehicles were gone, so I just walked in. She was in her bedroom so I walked in and she was in just panties. We fooled around keeping an eye out just in case some of her family returned early.

I had my Poloroid and wanted a few more photos to take back with me, and she reluctantly agreed. I took one of her spread wide on the bed, completely naked, then one of her in the hall bent over where we had screwed several wonderful times. Then we walked into the living room and she posed full frontal, then she sat down. I took one of her there, then I dropped to my knees, d****d her lovely legs over my shoulders, and then I began to taste her sweetness. I was licking her when I thought I heard a noise.

She heard it too, and put her legs together as much as she could with my face buried in her hairy triangle. I was in a leg lock when I saw her mother walk in the living room dressed in a robe, go directly to the coffee table on the other side of the room, pick up the Sunday newspaper, then turn and walk back out. Thankfully she had not seen her virginal daughter having her vagina tongued. We learned later that she was feeling sick and stayed in bed rather than go to church. We snuck back to my girlfriend's bedroom and she dressed quickly. I left soon thereafter. Her mother never said anything so I guess she did not see us.

Crazy Bonnie
 

Back when I was newly divorced, and I hadn't yet met my second wife, I used too date a girl named Bonnie. Now Bonnie was four years older than me, she was thirty three, I was twenty eight. She was married too a bum who wouldn't work, and cheated on her every chance he got. When he would cheat on her, he would always move in with the girl he was cheating with, till they would get tired of him and he would go crawling back too Bonnie, who was his meal ticket. Now Bonnie wasn't very pretty, not ugly or anything, just average looking. She had red hair, very small tits, but she had great nipples, they were about as big around has a tube of chapstick, and maybe about an inch long, and she had a nice ass. Bonnie liked too drink, and I mean really drink till the point she would blackout, and then not remember what she had done will she was drinking.
I started too date her for one reason and one reason only, for a piece of ass, there was no way I would ever have wanted too get serious with this drunken airhead. She would call me up when ever her husband found a new girl, I would take her out, get her drunk, take her too my house fuck her, and then take her and dump her off at her house.
This worked out quite well for about a year, I was getting layed, and she would get revenge on her husband , and a night of free drinks. Everything came crashing down in December of that year, she called me up on a Saturday afternoon, drunk off her ass asking me if she could come visit me. I told her no, beacuse I had just sarted dating another girl who I was very fond of, and I didn't to take a chance in messing up my new relationship. She did not take this news very well, she started crying, and told me if I didn't let her come too my house she would kill herself. So I told her she could come too my house, knowing I would live too regret it.
She showed up at my house, slurring her words, weaving back and forth, barely able too stand. She told me she loved me, and she hated her husband and wanted to leave him and move in with me. I of course told her no way was she moving in with me. She started pushing me, and trying to punch me in the face, and screaming at me. I put up with this for about a minute or two, and finally had enough, I grabbed her arm and told her too calm down, before my neighbors called the police. She started crying, so I gave her a hug. She stepped back and started taking off her clothes. She stripped naked, unzipped my pants and started giving me a blow job. She was a really bad cocksucker, but I thought what the hell, a blow jobs a blow job. So, after she sucked me for a while, I got undressed and sat on my couch, and she continued too blow me. After a few minutes she bit my cock, and I don't mean a playful bite, she really chomped down. I yelled and looked down at her, she had passed out, and that is why she bit me. I shook her awake, leaned her face down on the couch and fucked her from behind,shot my load in her, and noticed she was passed out again. I picked her up and carried her into my bedroom too let her sleep it off.
About three hours later I decided too wake her, because I had a date with the new girl I was seeing and I had too get ready for it. So I went into my bedroom and woke Bonnie up. she said too me why am I on your bedroom, then she pulled back the blanket and noticed she was naked. She yelled at me why am I naked , so I told how she took her clothes off, started sucking my cock, and how I put her in bed too sleep it off. I don't think she believed me, she got out of bed, got dressed, and told me she was leaving, all the while acting very pissed off. I was glad for this because my goal was too get her out of my house, so I could go on my date.
After I walked her too her car, she hugged me and told me too call her, I told her after the way she acted that I wasn't sure if I wanted too see her anymore. She told me please don't forget about me, and kissed me goodbye, got in her car and left. I got dressed and left for my date with the other girl. I want to add this was the first time I ever had sex with two different women on the same day.
I didn't see Bonnie again till the following June. I had long since broken up with the other girl. Bonnie came too my house we fucked just like old times. The next week she came too my house again, we started fooling around. I decide too go down on her. I started too lick her pussy and I feel this thing on my tongue. I thought what the hell is that. It kind of felt like a string, and then it dawned on that it was a string, and what it was attached too. Needless too say that was the end of that real quick, I couldn't believe she didn't tell me she had her period when I started too go down on her. I was so disgusted I layed on my back, she started too blow me, but couldn't even stay hard.
She eventually gave up trying too blow me, she got up got dressed and left. This was the last time I ever saw her or spoke too her. I had had enough, of her drunken, crazy, behavior. I'm sorry this post is so long, but I wanted too tell the full story, of Crazy Bonnie, and I swear every word of this story is true, even if I wish it wasn't.

Technically, not when dating...
 

Just after we were married, money was really tight. I was going to school part time and she had only a part time job. We lived in a college town that advertised often for models for the art classes so my wife decided to go. She had modeled some in high school---sportswear for a local department store---so she knew how but this was going to be nude. It was for three times--once in class, once indoors at a greenhouse garden, and once outdoors. The one outdoors had her concerned.

She only did it if the art was painting only--not photos--but some of the artists were very good and there could be no doubt it was her. I have written before in OCC about her modeling outdoors, but to summarize, it was near a pond on the campus in a quiet area. Unfortunately, the football team heard about it and peeked at her from the woods nearby and she could hear them talk, as she stood fully nude in the sun.

As with most models, the instructor told her not to wear anything that would leave marks on her skin. She wore only a robe the short distance from our apartment to the school to model. One day, on the way back, we stopped in a deli to get sandwiches and the guys kept trying to look up her robe--and she let them have a look when she got up by spreading her legs quickly. I was required to be with her when she modeled--they only hired married models whose husbands would accompany them. I loved seeing the artists look at her.

Here are photos of her the morning she left to pose outdoors. The frontal is her; the back side is actually a reflection in a mirror.

Sick bed blow-job!
 

Prior to my wife and I getting married, we dated for quite a while. I would see her several nights a week as time permitted as I was both in college and working drop hours at my family's business. At one point I became ill which was very unusual for me and I hadn't seen my girlfriend in about a week. Dismayed, she decided to surprise me and pay a visit to my family's home. I lived several towns away from her.

After welcoming her in, my Mom directed her upstairs to my bedroom where she told her I was in bed resting. I was sound asleep when the door opened to my room. I was delighted to see my sexy little girlfriend. In no time at all, she was lying on the bed next to me. Soon, she kicked off her shoes and got into bed with me. Our home was quite large and my room was on the third floor, so I could easily hear anyone coming up the stairs that might disturb us. I started to feel up her tits and proceeded to take off her top and bra. She made no attempt to stop me but continued to smile. Now she was topless and ready to play. She reached into my pajamas and took out my cock and started to stroke me. I reached down and took off my pajama bottoms completely.

At this point she said to me that she was going to make me feel better. She got on her side and slithered down the bed, her head directly at the level of my cock. Moving to my side, I positioned my cock in her mouth and relaxed. Soon I was getting a nice blow-job. Not content with this of course, I grabbed her bleached blonde hair and started to fuck her mouth, holding her head still while I thrust my cock in and out from between her pink lipsticked lips. She was loving it! When I told her I was going to cum she grabbed onto to me and held me tight. Jet after jet of creamy cum unloaded from my cock into her mouth. When I finally stopped, she paused. Than I heard her swallow my whole load!

Finally, she got up but remained topless for awhile and kissed me. About fifteen minutes later my Mom called up and asked if we needed anything. My girlfriend put her top back on and went downstairs, returning with a tray of soda and snacks. Some time later I heard someone coming up the stairs. It was my Mom. She thanked my girlfriend for visiting and taking care of me. When she left, my girlfriend and I started laughing. My Mom should have only known how well my girlfriend really took care of me and that she was leaving with a load of cum down her throat!

Back seat 69
 

I was looking through all our photos last night, thinking I would add more to this thread. One experience came to mind----and she does not know about it either----it was a favorite of mine.

We had gone to a family reunion at a farm somewhere and wanted some alone time. We had all gone to church so we were nicely dressed. On the way back to the farm, I began to look for somewhere we could stop and be alone. I drove down a couple of dirt roads, but the first couple had homes but I found another road that lead into a field with some tall grass--about up to the fenders of the car. I looked around and could not see anyone at all, so I suggested she remove her panties and we got into the car's back seat.

I laid down in the back seat with my head on the driver's side, and she climbed in, putting her stocking knees on either side of my face. She unzipped me and started to work her magic, and I threw her skirt over her waist, spread her sweet vagina wide open, and dove in. I loved the feel of her stockings on my cheeks and kissing that soft tender area between her stocking tops and her furry triangle. I teased for a while then began licking her feverously, reacting to her head pumping up and down on my cock---trying to get her a nice load to swallow.

It had been my plan to 69 for a while then have her stay in the doggy position on the back seat and I would stand just outside the car and screw her. The other option we did often was to have her stand behind the car, lean over and grab the car's chrome bumper, and I would do her that way.

But this 69 felt so good, and maybe I should not stand beside or behind the car because I would be visible above the waist high grass.

We were going full bore in the 69. When I pulled back to get a deep breath and happened to look up, there were two boys standing just outside the back door on my side. I was holding my future bride's naked pussy wide open, and they were staring. It was too late to stop now. I figured to ignore them, and went back to my tonguing her agressively. In moments, I was filling her mouth with my goo and she was giving me a wonderful face washing with her cum. As we both paused to catch our breath after climaxing, I looked back up and could not see anyone.

She never knew that her precious secret triangle had been so exposed to strange boys, but I did. At the reunion, I looked to see if I recognized any of the young men but thankfully I didn't. I still don't know where they came from or where they went but I bet they enjoyed the show.

Later that evening we found ourselves in the basement TV room alone, and started kissing. I was feeling her under her sweater, when she suggested I go under her skirt. She had not put her panties back on so I took this wonderful photo of a day that remains a fond memory.

Only had been dating a few months....
 

I was in college several hours from her home, but her parents came up for a football game on a sunny Saturday, bringing her youngest brother and three of his friends. After the game, her parents went back to their hotel, while my girlfriend, her brother and his friends walked with me a few blocks to my apartment. She had gone to a high school football game the night before and was out late, and she was exhausted, so she said she was going to take a quick shower and take a nap. I left her and the boys in my apartment while I ran a couple of quick errands. We were to meet her parents for dinner at 7pm.

I returned with some soft drinks and snacks, etc. and when I let myself into my apartment, the boys were in the hall that goes to the bedrooms. They came out quickly and looked very guilty. After putting things in my kitchen, I walked to the room and when I opened the door, there was my new girlfriend naked in bed. I thought it odd that she would leave the door slightly open. I loved it because we really did not have much time together since I left for this college.

There was no doubt in my mind the boys had been caught peeking at her. Here is what they saw through the slightly open door.

Then I woke her up....
 

I stared and enjoyed the view for a minute or two, then woke her and we kissed for a bit. I told her she had to be careful with the door with the boys around, and she said she had closed it firmly. To my surprise, she was pretty pissed off. She said her brother had seen her often, but his friends should not have peeked in on her. She got up and I thought she was going to storm out the door stark naked to talk to the boys.

As she got to the door, i asked her if she wanted them to see her naked again and she said "hell no" and she grabbed her panties and slid them on. I took a photo of her looking at herself in the mirror and then as she turned to go out into the family room where the boys were. She charged out topless and told the boys she was very disappointed that they would peek in on her like that. All they did was stare but they did not deny opening the door.

I thought it was silly (but I did not say any thing) that she would get angry that they peeked at her naked, then went out to confront them topless and in transparent panties, as you will see below. She looked really good, and after she calmed down, we had a great time then got dressed to meet her parents for dinner. That night, she stayed at the hotel with the parents and the boys slept in my apartment's family room on the sofa and floor. The youngest of the boys asked me if she had gotten mad at me, too, for walking in the bedroom and seeing her naked. I told him she did. What else could I say?

When I went off to the big state university I got hooked up with a girl from my HS. She was shy so I was a safe familiar face. Cassie was way over my class, Nat'l Merit Scholar, pre-med, beautiful, I was nerdy comp sci major, this was before the PC, so no status there. I figured we'd date for a few months then she's meet Mr. BMOC, and I become an old friend. I had no problem, I liked being with a familiar face too.

This was in the days of single sex dorms, so we only got to make out at the library, no sex or petting yet. I presumed Cassie was a virgin, I had only had one GF in HS who put out, so I was pretty inexperienced myself. I had made friends with some of the other nerds in the computer lab, we all had to use the mainframe at weird hours and we got invited to a party at this guys parents house in town.

Nice party, Cassie and I had brought a bottle of scotch, 18 was drinking age, and we were not drunk but very relaxed. When it got late the light got low and couples were just making out. Then I got a nice shock, Cassie whispered in my ear, "I haven't been fucked since last May, if you can get us a place I'm all yours". I almost dropped my glass, but I saw the host in the kitchen saw I got up and cornered him. Cassie was by far the best looking girl there so when I asked him if we could use a room, his jaw dropped .

All he said was "last door on the left down the hall, you are my hero". I caught Cassie's eye, I signaled her and she got up and we went to the bedroom. Cassie told me her mother had put her on the pill a year ago so that was not a worry. I could not believe I was standing there undressing this beautiful woman, when we were naked she pushed me back on the bed and climbed on top of me.

She said "I've been wanting you in me for 2 months now, I was wondering what was taking you so long to make a move". She rode me, I rode her, I got sucked for the 1st time it was great. After about and hour and a half we got dressed and walked out, the few couples were still there and the stared at us like we had just arrived from Mars.

Cassie and I managed to find places until we went home for Thanksgiving, her mom lived alone so while she was at work her house was sex HQ.

We stayed together until the end of the year then she went to Europe for the summer and then transferred to an Ivy league school in the fall. We wrote each other for months, then over the years we lost touch. I know she finished med school and moved to Chicago.

At the lake...
 

When my wife and I were dating, we liked to go to a large reservoir about 50 miles from her home. When it had been created with a large dam, it formed a small island out in the middle. It was a long way from either shore, and could only be reached by boat.

Late in the summer, before I returned to college, we went to the lake and borrowed a friend's motor boat. It was old but fine for us. We went out to this lovely, secluded island and she was naked in minutes. We ate a picnic and she loved having sex on the small beach, possibly in view of some boats, but the boat traffic was fairly rare.

As luck would have it, the boat would not start and this was decades before cell phones. We were stuck, and it would be a LONG swim back to the land. Days were long that time of year, and we started looking for boats--any kind of boat from a fisherman in a dingy to a ski boat. Those that we saw, did not see us waving.

She said she had seen cartoons with a lady hitchhiking by pulling her skirt up and showing some leg. She, without my asking, took off her shorts and shirt, and was nude(again) but this time she wanted to be seen. She jumped up and down and waved at every boat that was within site. Imagine, a nude 18 or 19 year old girl, on an island waving and yelling.

Soon, a red motor boat started our way. Thank heavens because it was getting toward dusk. I stayed up in the woods and took these old, faded Poloroids of her greeting the boat and the pleasantly surprised guy in it. She stayed nude until he was on shore with us, then she hugged him (and he got a good feel of her lovely ass), then I came out, she got dressed and we rode with him back to the small marina.

She found these old photos recently when we were cleaning out some old "naughty" materials from over the years.

A fond memory....
 

My wife of many decades and I were talking this last weekend, and she reminded me of a favorite memory of hers that I had forgotten.

We were driving north to visit family near Amsterdam, New York. We had been married not quite a year and still liked adventures. We were on the interstate highway, and noticed that on an irregular basis, small roads had been cut into the shoulder that went back up into the woods, all at an angle so that you would not notice them until you got beside them. We could see them on the southbound side as well, occasionally with a state trooper in them, waiting for a speeder.

My lovely bride was fully dressed, but casual, in a blouse, skirt and her usual white bra, half slip, garter belt and bronze stockings. Her bikini panties were on the floor of the car, and she was sitting so I could finger her while I drove. In the middle of nowhere, she says "I need to be fucked", and I always hated to disappoint her.

We pulled off the road and backed slightly uphill on one of the cut outs for the troopers. At the end, only a few car lengths up, it was big enough for two or three cars and to turn around, but I didn't know that until I got there. We left the car pointing toward the road so we could return, and climbed out. Soon she was holding on the back bumper with her head on the trunk of our 1962 Ford with her skirt and slip above her waist. I had my trousers and boxers at my ankles, and was fucking her in a most enjoyable way. Her hand was beneath her, playing with her clit and occasionally with my balls. What joy.

She was moaning, occasionally saying "FUCK ME HARDER", the springs and shocks were noisily squeaking and I thought i heard a car but since we were only four car lengths or so from the interstate, I kept at the task at hand. I was getting closer and closer to the end,,,,, and so was she by her groans and demands when I heard footsteps and a shouted "Excuse ME!". I withdrew, short of breath, and my wife stayed put as I pulled her skirt down covering her magnificent ass.

A young New York state trooper was beside our car and asked to see an ID. I pulled up my trousers, got my wallet and gave him my license. He was not upset or even shocked, but was enjoying our embarassment. We spoke a few minutes, and my wife straightened up. He said we were not breaking the law since we were both of age and married but we needed to be more careful in case some young people might see us.

To my glee, my lovely wife said "would you look out for us while we finish?" He smiled and agreed, but asked a favor. I figured he wanted to fuck her too, but he said "would you undress further first?". She looked at me and began unbuttoning her blouse, then dropped the skirt. She asked, is this enough? He said to please undress further. She dropped the half slip, exposing her naked furry triangle and then he stepped forward and unhooked her bra. She stood, holding her hands near her pussy like she wanted to cover up, but she didn't. She leaned back on the car trunk and I mounted her again, only this time with an audience.

It did not take long, and she was very vocal in her feelings. I opened my eyes to see the trooper busily pumping an impressive cock which shot a long stream of jism onto her stockings and shoes. I came in her then and she slowly stopped rolling her hips and we rested.

Full of my cum, she stood and acted like it was the most natural thing for her to be wearing only her white garter belt, stockings and heels in front of the trooper and to my surprise, instead of getting dressed, she walked down the short road alongside our car then the troopers. Soon she was standing behind the state police car looking out on the interstate as cars and trucks passed less than 20 feet away. Of course, they would not see her unless they looked in their rear view mirrors, but she could be seen from the southbound lanes if they happened to look across the highway. I got dressed and the trooper and I went and stood beside my fully exposed wife as the traffic buzzed by. He said, "you know you could be accused of indecent exposure" and she said she could say the same about him, since she had just seen his hard dick shoot a load of cum. We stayed there for about 5 minutes, watching the traffic, before she lead us back behind our car to get dressed. He asked if she wore panties and she told him they were on the floor of the front seat. He held the car door for her, and I noticed she spread her legs wide and kept them like that for a minute with him staring at her wet pink opening.

Some where I have a photo of her getting in the car like that. I will try to find it, but you can see her elsewhere on this thread--even wearing the same white garter belt and stockings if you look.

Wow, some of these really bring back memories. And sometimes I think I was born a few decades to late. Because I do have to agree, modern cars all having bucket seats does make it a bit difficult to get any action when you are dating and the only place you can be alone is in a car.

However, I guess this also helped me hone one of my secret tallents, handjobs.

I can't tell how many of these I have given over the years, but easily hundreds. During my year at college I think I dated 15 guys. And although I was not a virgin and did love sex, I did not want to get a reputation as being a complete wh*r*. So after 1 or 2 dates I would let the guy know if he kept his mouth shut, I would love to stroke him off.

I found this convienent because it was not real messy, did not take long, and it could be done in relative comfort in the front seat of a car. I would normally spend 5 minutes or so just playing with their cock, especially the first time, so I could learn how they were built. My favorite was about 6 inches long, and as thick as a roll of half dollar coins. Just big enough to wrap my fingers fully around, and long enough to get a good stroke.

Sadly, after I finished my first year my mom got laid off from work, and they could not afford me to continue school so I had to return home. So my secret hobby of being the handjob sl*t of the school came to an end.

Wow, DevilGrrl was a hand job queen, who would have guessed?
 

This actually was pretty common back in the 60's. Girls wanted to save themselves for the future hubby--or at least serious BFs--but knew they had to give guys a good time to continue to get "asked out" on dates. This was a good solution that preserved their reputations but kept the guys happy--at least for awhile.