Mistaken Bed
Posted: Fri Mar 21, 2008 1:59 pm
Mistaken Bed
The woman looked down at the face of the perplexed man between her thighs and realized he was, in fact, a stranger; that she had wandered into the wrong bed. She became aware of her nakedness, took the sheet, previously tossed to the side, and wrapped herself tightly. The gentleman being a gentleman, averted his eyes and remained silent. Frantically she searched crevasses of her mind for etiquette advice pertaining to such binds. Coming up empty, she leant forward kissed the stranger once on each eye, once on the forehead and whispered “thank you,I have to go now”, before unceremoniously sliding off the bed and hopping backwards through the bedroom door.
If only she could remember where she left her clothes.
The woman looked down at the face of the perplexed man between her thighs and realized he was, in fact, a stranger; that she had wandered into the wrong bed. She became aware of her nakedness, took the sheet, previously tossed to the side, and wrapped herself tightly. The gentleman being a gentleman, averted his eyes and remained silent. Frantically she searched crevasses of her mind for etiquette advice pertaining to such binds. Coming up empty, she leant forward kissed the stranger once on each eye, once on the forehead and whispered “thank you,I have to go now”, before unceremoniously sliding off the bed and hopping backwards through the bedroom door.
If only she could remember where she left her clothes.