Where’s my pants?
When my wife was in college, she worked at the Sizzler as a waitress. There was a cook that was a known horn dog, he tried to sleep with all the waitresses, and when he was successful it was one and done.
He constantly hit on my wife, but she couldn’t stand him and wanted nothing to do with it. One night a group of them went to the beach and did a good deal of drinking. And when she drink she gets horny. So so next thing you know she’s back at his apartment and he’s having his way with her!
She wakes up in his bed, humiliated and full of regret. Throwing on her shirt, she’s hoping to sneak out of there before he wakes up but she can’t find her pants! Searching around the room with no luck, she glances over to see that he’s awake with a big smirk on his face. It was bad enough she gave it up to him drunk and in the dark, but now, sober and in the light of day, she’s giving him a free show with no way to cover. She tried pulling down her T-shirt, but it barely reached her hipbones.
Finally, in a small voice she asked him "where are my pants“
He chuckled. “In the living room“
She hurried out of the bedroom and found your pants on his couch… where she met his roommate sitting next to them eating cereal!
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