This is a bit of a silly one, but I like it! So here goes:
A few years ago I went to a track day with a bunch of friends. The convention at a track day is to do about 20-30 minutes, then come in to let the car cool down for a while before going out again. But it was quite crowded and because only a limited number of cars are allowed on track at a a time, there was a bit of a queue. (Waiting in line for our US readers.)
So whenever we came off, we'd join the back of the queue to get back on, and by the time we'd worked our way to the front the car had cooled down nicely. So I'm sitting in the queue with the wife of a friend in the passenger seat, I'll call her Mary. It was quite a hot day and although track day regulations stipulate arms and legs have to be covered, she was wearing a very skimpy top which I was quite enjoying looking down as we sat and chatted.
Just then another friend's wife came by, I'll call her Brenda. She was a bit younger than us and really tasty. Also not going out on track she wasn't subject to the regulations so was wearing very little.
As Bren dropped down to car level to chat with us, my eyes were treated to all kinds of interesting sights until, all too soon, she got up to talk to someone else further down the line. As she walked away and I was observing her gorgeous little rear end in the mirror, I thought to myself,
"That girl has got the most exquisite arse I have ever seen in my life."
Mary then turned to me and whispered, "You do realise you said that out loud?"
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