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Or even the opposite where you were sharing a space with someone and they were much more reserved/prudish than you excepted them to be.
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Since you asked, Gnome72141, a time I was disappointed was when I was staying at my aunt and uncle’s house when I was a teenager in the late 1960s. I had the hots for my aunt, and had countless detailed depraved fantasies that a teen shouldn't have about his mom's sister. She was an early-forties MILF with short brown hair and a nice figure for her age. In the morning, I was sleeping in a bedroom across the hall from my aunt and uncle's bedroom, and could see one corner of their room through the open doors. I glimpsed just a part of my aunt in her nightgown, going through dresser drawers or something.
I was praying for something see-through or clinging or open; my aunt had a conservative side, but also had a bit of a smoldering sexual side and was always vain and stylish. But as she stepped further into my view, she was wearing a nightgown like the women in the early 1960s movies and TV shows often wore – fancy, but it looked to me to have about ten layers of fabric; designed to give the impression of something erotic and opaque, but actually very much covering to get by the Hollywood censors of the day. Fairly short to expose some legs, but billowing out, not giving away any of my aunt’s shape.