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No one gets laid in this storyI was the best man for my pal's wedding. We had been besties since 6th grade. I brought Sally home from college to be my date for the weekend's festivities. We arrived Friday early afternoon. Sally was a drop dead stone cold fox at 19 and in point of fact when I last took her out to dinner a few years ago on a business trip she was even more beautiful at 60. As out of town guests we were both invited to the wedding rehearsal and the dinner after. From the moment all of these old guys my father's age laid eyes on Sally they were flabbergasted. How did goofy old me end up with a date that looked like a Hollywood star? I had met Sally the year before at college. She was going out with a guy down the hall. She soon wised up to this guy and started dating guys more in her league. She and I hung out a lot, going to concerts or parties and even skinny dipping. Being seen with giresun escort Sally was not only good for my ego but other gals immediately took me for a serious stud muffin. We had all sorts of misadventures and I am happy to remain her friend oh these almost 50 years later.At the wedding Sally wore an incredibly short skirt that should have shown dew. At the reception every guy young and old wanted to dance and flirt with Sally. More than one old codger after a few too many just came right out and asked me how I pulled this off. After the reception wound down the party moved to my parents house. Now Sally was sleeping up in my room right next door to my parents room. I was regulated to the basement, a ploy to keep she and I from fooling around, I am sure. She and I were down in the basement playing touchy feely and kissy face while the after reception party roared escort giresun upstairs. I suggested that she and I go for a walk and to smoke a joint. Although it was December along the shores of Lake Michigan, Sally assured me that she was not cold in that mini. We walked through the hood late and night and smoke that joint as we played grab ass. Getting back to the house I was surprised to find the house dark and all of the guests gone. Now at this point in my somewhat jaded youth I was still pretty much NOT going to get my dick wet with my parents upstairs although an incredible blow job awaited me had I the gumption. So after we played touchy kissy I suggested that Sally should head on upstairs before my parents came down to see what was what.Now this is what I learned the next day as we drove back to collegeAbout 15 or 20 minutes later as I lay in the basement giresun escort bayan with a bad case of blue balls Sally was just relaxed enough in my bedroom to almost fall asleep. She heard my bedroom door open and who she thought was me enter the room and climb into bed with her. Thinking I had gotten some balls big enough to have sex right next to my parents room, Sally thinking this was me went for cock. My dad screamed. Yes, my dad often walked in his sleep when he was about 3/4 shit faced. He had a history of doing this with all sorts of ladies over the years including grandmothers. So this was NOT my old man trying to slip one over on my mom or me.Sally had started to grab my old man's johnson to give "me" a blow job for openers. when Sally told me this tale of embarasemnt on our ride back to school I almost wrecked the car I was laughing so much. years went by, many years until one Christmas season as Renee and taken my mom and my two k**s Christmas shopping. My dad and I were playing cards over a Budweiser or two. He started off the conversation with "What was that pretty girls name you brought to the wedding" I answered, "Sally" waiting for the rest of the story to be told. He never did.