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Hot Tubbing w/Another Couple (1 Viewer)

Methinks we'll all enjoy the next update...
Yeah Buddy seems like a manly dude, no way he spent the rest of the evening watching NFL recap. Nice slow play on the updates. I'm guessing he grabs another bottle of wine and/or the scotch and proceeds to the hot tub for some action.

 
So there was no indication from Mrs. X that she had a problem with you seeing her sans bathing suit?

nice

 
Didnt he say game over
yes he did but I (and presumably we) am waiting for something more. there has to be more. he and his wife drove 8.5 hours each way to go to an Oktoberfest and watch a football game on TV with people they barely knew. who would do that unless swinging action wasn't planned?

 
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I can't stay overnight in someone else's house. Seems a little weird. Even if it's old friends or family. Is there a "what's normal" on this topic? Maybe it's just me.

 
In the interest of time and Friday wrapping up on the east coast, I'll finish his story:

Update 3, Sunday:

Mr. X had to be at work from 10-6 Sunday and we were heading home after dinner. We woke up early at about 9, had breakfast, and said our goodbyes to Mr. X. Since last night wasn't a rager, we decided we were going to get hammered during the day, take a nap, and hit the road around 6ish. Mrs. X appeared to be quite the alcoholic and decided we would kick the morning off with a little bloody mary action. She went upstairs, changed into a thong bikini, and came back to the kitchen and started mixing it up. My wife felt a little intimidated and leaned over and whispered to me, "do i look that toned when I wear my bikini?"... "Of course!" I answered. We were still in our pajamas (me in my shorts and tshirt, wife in something similar). We sat around the kitchen table and knocked a few back. We made small talk, but Mrs. X kept commenting how amazing my wife's body was and how she must workout all the time. By now my wife is a little drunk and blushing. We decided it is time to head out to the hot tub :thumbup:

I went upstairs to change into my bathing suit, and in the matter of the 5 minutes I was gone they were making out when I made it back downstairs. I'm instantly pitching a tent in my Tommy Bahamas. My wife looks over and with her pointer finger and signals me over. Now I'm square in the middle of a wife / Mrs. X sandwich. Their tops are off in an instant and she starts fondling my wife's firm chest, while I start grabbing Mrs. X's butt.

It is now on, like animals :football: :pickle: :football: :pickle: - We can say I finished it up on Mrs. X who then winked, smiled, and enjoyed the protein. We are all spent and I hear a noise from the closet, it is Mr. X and he has a video camera...

Update 4 shortly.

 
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In the interest of time and Friday wrapping up on the east coast, I'll finish his story:

Update 3, Sunday:

Mr. X had to be at work from 10-6 Sunday and we were heading home after dinner. We woke up early at about 9, had breakfast, and said our goodbyes to Mr. X. Since last night wasn't a rager, we decided we were going to get hammered during the day, take a nap, and hit the road around 6ish. Mrs. X appeared to be quite the alcoholic and decided we would kick the morning off with a little bloody mary action. She went upstairs, changed into a thong bikini, and came back to the kitchen and started mixing it up. My wife felt a little intimidated and leaned over and whispered to me, "do i look that toned when I wear my bikini?"... "Of course!" I answered. We were still in our pajamas (me in my shorts and tshirt, wife in something similar). We sat around the kitchen table and knocked a few back. We made small talk, but Mrs. X kept commenting how amazing my wife's body was and how she must workout all the time. By now my wife is a little drunk and blushing. We decided it is time to head out to the hot tub :thumbup:

I went upstairs to change into my bathing suit, and in the matter of the 5 minutes I was gone they were making out when I made it back downstairs. I'm instantly pitching a tent in my Tommy Bahamas. My wife looks over and with her pointer finger and signals me over. Now I'm square in the middle of a wife / Mrs. X sandwich. Their tops are off in an instant and she starts fondling my wife's firm chest, while I start grabbing Mrs. X's butt.

It is now on, like animals :football: :pickle: :football: :pickle: - We can say I finished it up on Mrs. X who then winked, smiled, and enjoyed the protein. We are all spent and I hear a noise from the closet, it is Mr. X and he has a video camera...

Update 4 shortly.
Now that's a story :lol:

Forgot to mention end of last update was incorrect mean to say "came over"

 
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In the interest of time and Friday wrapping up on the east coast, I'll finish his story:

Update 3, Sunday:

Mr. X had to be at work from 10-6 Sunday and we were heading home after dinner. We woke up early at about 9, had breakfast, and said our goodbyes to Mr. X. Since last night wasn't a rager, we decided we were going to get hammered during the day, take a nap, and hit the road around 6ish. Mrs. X appeared to be quite the alcoholic and decided we would kick the morning off with a little bloody mary action. She went upstairs, changed into a thong bikini, and came back to the kitchen and started mixing it up. My wife felt a little intimidated and leaned over and whispered to me, "do i look that toned when I wear my bikini?"... "Of course!" I answered. We were still in our pajamas (me in my shorts and tshirt, wife in something similar). We sat around the kitchen table and knocked a few back. We made small talk, but Mrs. X kept commenting how amazing my wife's body was and how she must workout all the time. By now my wife is a little drunk and blushing. We decided it is time to head out to the hot tub :thumbup:

I went upstairs to change into my bathing suit, and in the matter of the 5 minutes I was gone they were making out when I made it back downstairs. I'm instantly pitching a tent in my Tommy Bahamas. My wife looks over and with her pointer finger and signals me over. Now I'm square in the middle of a wife / Mrs. X sandwich. Their tops are off in an instant and she starts fondling my wife's firm chest, while I start grabbing Mrs. X's butt.

It is now on, like animals :football: :pickle: :football: :pickle: - We can say I finished it up on Mrs. X who then winked, smiled, and enjoyed the protein. We are all spent and I hear a noise from the closet, it is Mr. X and he has a video camera...

Update 4 shortly.
Now that's a story :lol:
Meh, it wasn't clear if B2K3 is a real Eagles fan in this installment. Now I'm left wondering.

 
Update 4:

Mr X. is standing in the closet with nothing on. I'm furious, but I also don't want to go near him. I scream and demand he tells me what the #### is going on before I pummel him, this was an empty threat bc I wasn't going near the sick perv. He responds and asks why I would pummel him when it was me :pickle: :football: with Mrs. X? I think to myself this Canadian has a point. The wife & I head back upstairs to pack our bags when we hear a knock at the door, it is Mrs. X, she tells us we can't drive as we are too drunk, she is correct. We come back downstairs and after an initial moment of awkwardness, I demand the memory card out of the video camera, he obliges. We sit down for another drink, Mrs. X pulls out our 10 year old scotch and remarks her loser husband always has to one up people with his stupid scotch, we all get a laugh and continue drinking. It was awkward, but we discuss how Mrs. X was a lot of fun! The more we drink the looser the conversation gets. After drinking too much we decide we should prob stay the night, Monday is Columbus Day anyways so the wife and I are off. Monday happened to be National Igloo Day for the :hophead: anyways, so they were off too.

Mr. X is a huge Giants fan, and I'm an Eagles fan, so he offers a wager. "Every TD the Giants score, I get both women for 15 minutes, every TD the Eagles score, you get both for 15 minutes." The wife and I are wasted and I can't believe, but we agree. Anyways, after 200 MG of Viagra and a 27-0 whooping by the Eagles, I'm spent. We head to bed and get some well needed ZZZZZZ's. We wake up and decide it is best to take off early, Mrs. X smiles, grabs my wife's butt and says we are free to come back whenever we would like.

Tuesday night I get a call from my porn addicted cousin. He tells me to google the phrase "American couple logjamming my wife"... The pervs had hidden cameras all over the house. Anyways, if you see that video, IT ISN'T THE WIFE AND ME, I PROMISE!

The lesson here; If a Canadian couple you met on vacation offers a hot tub weekend at their place, ACCEPT THE INVITE!

 
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You dont invite ppl over for hot tubbing?

That's weird in the usa?

So.... Keep shoes on in ppls houses and dont invite anyone to hot tub unless it's to bang

Got it
Alaska = hottubs and no shoes. Too damned dirty and cold to do anything else.

 
I do apologize for not finishing on Friday but I had a major issue at work I had to deal with. The ending at this point will no doubt be a let down. So should I continue or just go with the spectacular alternate ending suggested by fantasycurse42?

 
I do apologize for not finishing on Friday but I had a major issue at work I had to deal with. The ending at this point will no doubt be a let down. So should I continue or just go with the spectacular alternate ending suggested by fantasycurse42?
Give us the real story. That will at least give us some closure and the opportunity to mock you mercilessly.

 
I do apologize for not finishing on Friday but I had a major issue at work I had to deal with. The ending at this point will no doubt be a let down. So should I continue or just go with the spectacular alternate ending suggested by fantasycurse42?
Please finish... I was just filling in for Friday, we would like the story.

 
I do apologize for not finishing on Friday but I had a major issue at work I had to deal with. The ending at this point will no doubt be a let down. So should I continue or just go with the spectacular alternate ending suggested by fantasycurse42?
You may as well finish this time at least.

 
Trying to figure out why you guys drove all that way on a weekend when Mr X had to work... it seems he blew you guys off a bit.

 
Just out of curiosity, I began reading this last Friday and it seems like you guys have an ongoing "tell a story" thing going on here? Is that right? Just curious cause I got a few.... :)

 
Trying to figure out why you guys drove all that way on a weekend when Mr X had to work... it seems he blew you guys off a bit.
He didn't find out until Thursday night that he would have to work. He is a small business owner and his largest customer asked him to jump, so he asked how high.

 

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