My boyfriend at the time and I were hanging out at his apartment doing homework, when his roommates came home and were being really loud and we couldn't concentrate. We decided to go to my parent's house because I knew my parents were both at work and it would be quiet.
Once we got there, we thought it would be fun to have sex on my old bed. Well, we went at it and I guess we were being loud. I heard my door ope a little because it squeaks. i thought it was just the cat pushing open the door, so I didn't really pay any attention to it. But all of a sudden, I heard it close! All I heard was my dad calling my name. I felt so horrible and my boyfriend just froze with this scared look on his face.
I couldn't think because my mind was racing with excuses I could make. We got dressed and my boyfriend just sat on my bed with his head in his hands. We walked out of my room and my dad wouldn't even look at us. I knew he neede to calm down and there was nothing I could say, so I just left. The worst part was that we had to go to my cousin's house for a birthday party later that day, so we had to face my whole family. Thank goodness they didn't know what happened!
My dad wouldn't talk to me for two weeks until I apologized for disrespecting his house. He launched into a lecture about safe sex, AIDS, and STDs. Then, he went off onto a tangent about how unsafe my tattoo was and asked if I was sure that they sterilized the needle. It was weird. My boyfriend eventually got the nerve to come over again. The funny thing is, he was alyws the boyfriend that he liked the best. Go figure...
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