Encounters that didn't quite happen

[Kknn4343]

Looked back over the last many threads, but didn't see one similar, so here goes:

Tell us your stories of "near" encounters that ended unexpectedly. Those, "If only..." situations.

One of mine:

1. In college, one of my frat brothers had a hot sister. She was that "girl next door" that all the guys had eyes for, but no one dared as, well, that's against the unwritten rules (to some degree). She was very friendly with me and, as his room was just down the hall from mine and she often visited, we hung out casually quite often.

One night, during a huge party that was raging throughout the house, we found ourselved having a quiet moment in my room. We were mildly drunk and, after playing a few games of Jenga, were just spacing out-- her on one of those pappa-san chairs and me on the nearby couch. Somehow, my legs ended up straddling her midsection on her chair, with her bare feet, heels on my couch, pushed up against my crotch. I had a great view as she had on shorts and a bra-less top stretching across her ample tits. She was wiggling her toes and was playfully aware that she was getting me hot and bothered. It was definately an invite to go further.

I was just about to make a move when the door opened and a girlfriend of mine walked in (we weren't seriously dating at this time, but we did get together at times). Man, that was like a splash of cold water and ended everything. She was ruthless on chucking the sister out of the room, chastised me loudly, and made it known that she was in the mood and had been looking for me. The sex we had was not very good as I was kind of mad for her intrusion.

If only we had retired to her brother's room (who was at his GFs dorm for the night), or had I locked my door and ignored any knocks, etc.

On one hand, I avoided getting myself into potential trouble with her brother, but on the other, I have always wondered what she would have been like in bed.

[island101]

When I was 16 there was a really hot girl in the neighborhood who was about 20. I had never talked to her, but me and my friends would drool every time she walked by. One day I was driving with a friend who was a few years older than me and it was raining hard. We saw the girl with one of her friends caught in the rain, so my friend offered them a ride to get them out of the rain. When we were driving around my friend asked if they wanted to hang out later that night. To my surprise they said yes, and they wanted to get some beers and drive down by the lake. So we picked them up at night and on the way there they said they wanted to go skinny dipping. I couldn't believe my luck. Unfortunately when we got there it was crowded with old men fishing, so they didn't want to skinny dip. That was disappointing. My friend dated the hot girl for a couple weeks, but that was it.

[malakabufo]

This reminds me of what happened to me a very long time ago. College party, with drinking galore. I had more than a few, and the "beer goggles" were working well. Starting talking with some girl I didn't know only to learn that she wanted to leave and go elsewhere with me. Being a gentleman, I agreed and we went to a bar where my buddies never hung out. Only that night, two of them were there, too close for comfort. Bar prices being what they were, I slowed down my drinking and the beer goggles started to wear off. She was somewhat, um, der, chunky and had squezed into jeans and a top that concealed the damage food had done over time. My less drunk buddies, of course, saw this right away and were making suggestive and rude gestures, etc. So I had to leave. Went to her apartment, and had a few more drinks. Beer goggles started working again. She was snuggled up to me, and she whispered "I'm going to go change into something more comfortable". Wow --- perfect. Or so I thought. She came out of the bedroom into the living room dressed in a sweatshirt and sweat pants. I'm not kidding. More comfortable for her, but hardly what I'd been expecting -- which of course was a negligee or nothing at all.

Well, that did it. Though I was going to get laid -- didn't happen.

[joejitsu]

When I was in high school I was dating a girl a couple of years younger then me. She was a beautiful blonde with a slim dancer's body. small breasts and creamy skin. We had been dating for a couple of months and she had a really cool family. Her folks didn't care when we hung out with them at their house in the den watching R-rated movies on cable. I think her mom had the hots for me a little since she was always touching me on the arm and back and hugging me when her husband and my GF weren't in the room.

One night my GF invited me over to their house for a movie night. When I got there her parents and sister were all in the living room with knapsacks, flashlights, and a tent along with other gear. They told me that they were going on a campout with her younger sister's Girl Scout group and wouldn't be back until the morning! My GF started popping popcorn and we saw them off. They told us to enjoy our movie (like I said, her parents were really cool).

After we settled in on the couch to watch the movie we started necking. We hadn't done anything much more than heavy kissing before and her hand slid down to my chest. I started working my hand in the same direction on her. She began unbuttoning my shirt and kissing down my neck to my chest. We continued exploring each other through our clothes...when there came a loud pounding on the front door. Thinking it was her parents we quickly rearranged our clothes, settled the pillows back in place on the couch and went to the front door together. It turned out it was a guy we both knew from school. He had come by unannounced and uninvited. We talked to him through the screen door and it became apparent he was not going to leave. I didn't want to throw him out because he was her good friend and I didn't want to sink any chance I might have later that evening by making her mad at me. She invited him in and we had a long awkward conversation with him. He eventually made himself at home on the couch to watch the movie and wouldn't budge. I stayed there until nearly my curfew before he finally left and by then we were both pretty pissed at him and out of the mood. I kissed her goodnight and went home.

We broke up a few weeks later and never had a chance to be alone like that again. I found out later on that the guy had a crush my GF but she wouldn't go out with him because we were dating. I think she must have told some of her friends that she had something "special" planned for that night and he heard about it and decided to break it up. I've never forgiven him for blowing what could have been an incredible evening.

[Kknn4343]

Originally Posted by joejitsu

We continued exploring each other through our clothes...when there came a loud pounding on the front door. ... I've never forgiven him for blowing what could have been an incredible evening.

I feel your pain! Dude, that story was one giant, "Arrrrrgghhhhh!"

[lgnclark]

My freshman year in college, I had an unfortunate near-miss with a girl in my friend's dorm. It was near the end of the spring semester and I was partying in a room in my friend's dorm. (I had gone to high school with this friend, and she and I had dated for a bit in high school). The night had been pretty uneventful--standard for freshman year, just drinking and hanging around. At one point, a girl who'd been drinking with our group that night went back to her room down the hall. She came back a moment later and asked if anyone wanted to do shots with her. For some reason, no one leaped at the idea. I'd had a few drinks at that point and saw the opportunity--I volunteered and headed with her to her room. Now, this girl had spent most of the semester hooking up with one of my roommates, who happened to be an enormous asshole. They had split recently, so I think she may have been using me as a way to get back at him, which I had no problem with--the semester was ending soon and I just needed some action.

Now, this girl was pretty attractive--average body, probably a B cup, nice ass and pretty face. That night, she was wearing a short denim skirt. Back in her room, we did a few shots (vodka, I think) and chatted/flirted a bit. She seemed very happy to have me to herself. At one point, we decided to sit on her bed. As she climbed onto her bed, I got a nice long view up her skirt--she was wearing a light blue thong, and I thoroughly enjoyed the view of her crotch. We sat together on her bed, and I began to plot my first move (she was still sitting in a fashion that exposed her panty covered crotch). All of a sudden, my friend (the ex from high school) burst into the room and said she'd been looking for me and she needed to talk. I was torn, but she seemed really upset and I would have looked like a jerk to ignore her. I stepped out into the hallway to see what was wrong, and she proceeded to drunkenly complain about some guy to me for ten minutes. By the time I got out of the one-sided conversation, my potential hookup had a few other friends in her room. I spent the rest of the night waiting out everyone else leaving, but by the time they did, she just wanted to go to bed and seemed to have lost all interest. One minute, I was primed to see what was underneath those panties, the next I was cockblocked by an ex gf. I never got another shot with that girl.

[Kknn4343]

Originally Posted by lgnclark

... One minute, I was primed to see what was underneath those panties, the next I was cockblocked by an ex gf. I never got another shot with that girl.

To come so close, then have to put up with such a conversation with your ex. The horror!

[Barmixer]

I'll tell you about one that nearly happened to me, but was glad it did not.

I was on my way to a girlfriend's house for our usual date. I passed through my neighborhood and saw a classmate in front of her house. I stopped to talk to her for a few minutes. She made it clear her parents were not home, and would be gone for hours. She asked me to go inside with her, and I was tempted because she was attractive, and had a decent body. I was late for my date, so I declined. She nearly begged me, telling me she always had the hots for me, etc. I was tempted, but told her another time would be better.

A few weeks later, I heard that she was a couple of months pregnant, and had blamed it on another classmate. To this day, I believe she was targeting me. Thank god my then girlfriend was a great piece of ass, so I knew I would get laid anyway.

[stevezr1]

This is in the category of "encounters that didn't happen".

Some time back, when I was in my late 20s, I went through tough separation. A friend and his wife took me under their wing so to speak, and I hung out with them a few times. They graciously invited me to stay with them one weekend, and I accepted, if for no other reason, Linda was smokin' hot. A cute, seemingly shy little redhead with freckles, 5'2, 110 lb. and 34D breasts. And Linda really seemed to enjoy my company.

So on Saturday I head up to their place, and no sooner than I arrive, Ken got called to work, leaving me alone with Linda. We head to the local park for a picnic since that's what the three of us had planned. After snacking and drinking some wine, Linda and I were just lying back side by side, just chilling and watching the clouds run through the blue sky. A little innocent body contact becomes more significant, then more blatant, and we're soon kissing and caressing each other. We know this isn't right, she's guilty, and so am I, messing with a good friend's wife. So we pack up and get out of there before things get out of control.

By the time we get back to the house, Ken is already home and everything is back to normal. Linda tells Ken what a wonderful time we had at the park. It seemed to me that the told much with her eyes while going on and on about what a great time she and I had. I'm thinking Ken must be thinking something is up between us, making me a little uncomfortable.

After hanging out some, we all get ready to go out to dinner and a club afterwards for drinks and dancing as we had planned. Ken doesn't dance much, so Linda and I do plenty of slow dancing, and it's becoming more obvious to me that Linda has gone far beyond flirting, and how it must be so obvious to Ken what with us grinding ourselves together on the dance floor. Plenty more drinks and dancing, and it's closing time. We all head home, have a nightcap in their living room. It's really late now; we decide to call it a night. Linda excuses herself, climbs the staircase to their upstairs bedroom and returns with a pillows and a quilt for me to bed down on their sofa. With that, Linda and ken say goodnight and up the stairs they go.

It's been a long day; I soon fall asleep, dreaming of Linda. I don't know what time it was, be I'm awakened with someone beside me, and no, I'm not dreaming! It's Linda snuggling close to be on the sofa. Linda is wearing a next-to-nothing negligee, and her hands are roaming all over me. My first thought was that I died and went to heaven, but reality sets in, and I ask her about Ken, and what if he comes down? She assures me that he's sound asleep, and that it will be OK. Of course I've got a raging hardon and Linda is grinding her pussy on it, while mashing her big tits into me. All the while she's kissing me, trying to shut me up. But as horny as I was, the whole thing was freaking me out, here I am about to fuck my friend's beautiful wife, in his living room while he was asleep upstairs. I sit up and tell her that this just won't work, that it is freaking me out. With that, I notice something on the stairs, it's Ken sitting on the stairs watching us! For how long, who knows? Now she's upset and runs upstairs, and Ken follows behind her. Done. Over.

Things were a little awkward at breakfast, that's for sure. In retrospect, I think Linda was upset because of my rejection, not that Ken was there. In fact, I later realized that they had probably both planned the entire weekend from the start. Whether their plan was for Ken to just watch, or to join in I'll never know. Later that day I tried to reassure Linda that my rejection had nothing to do with her, that she was surely desirable beyond description. But rather it was the situation that spoiled it. Further, after realizing that Ken was most likely OK with it all along, I hinted maybe a redo was possible, but I think the moment was lost forever.

Huge F'n mistake on my part. Doh!

[DRDavenport]

Originally Posted by SteveZR1

This is in the category of "encounters that didn't happen".

Huge F'n mistake on my part. Doh!

No, you did the right thing. She could have told you that her husband was into it, and might watch. He could have made some comments about how hot she was, and how he always wanted another guy to fuck her.
But they didn't, and put you in an awkward spot, and you turned out to be a gentleman.

DR