Tuesday, 1 December 2009

Quick Thinking

How quick are you at reacting to that sudden occurrence.

Do you hesitate before thinking it through? Do you panic and freeze? Do you act instinctively and quickly?

I belong to the last category in the main. I act and then panic. Or I act and then sweat with embarassment.

I'm sure I have mentioned my road traffic accident which illustrates the former. I'll now give you an example of the latter which happened during our early courtship.

It was during our first holiday together before we were married; the one in the caravan.

This was the first time we had ever been able to do 'it' without fearing interruption. Needless to say we took full advantage.....at all times of the day.

One balmy afternoon we were having fun and ended up doing 'Doggy'. Being young and daft we'd not thought of closing the curtains and lo and behold a family wandered past whilst I was in full thrust.

The man looked in..................and smiled.

All he saw was me.........waist up and moving in an obvious way doing it to someone or something hidden from his view.

I'll pause to let you giggle at the image.

If I'd hesitated and thought things through I may have come up with something like picking up a book or a paper or even a cup, if there'd been one nearby, and pretended to be doing something else.

Oh yeah!....and what would my wife have made of that........or the bloke.

I could have waved back...........brazen, but I wish I had.

If I'd panicked I would had lost the .......er....urge.........and again, my wife would have noticed.

So what did I do?

I threw my wife on the floor and carried on out of sight. I didn't lose my ardour because I wasn't thinking; just acting. I didn't miss.....cough....a stroke. She thought it was some mad passionate impulse.

I never told her the real reason.

6 comments:

  1. LMAO, I'm sure your granddaughter will tell her after she reads it here.

    ( splucko)
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  2. I tend to react similarly (though I have never been in a caravan)... my body just responds of it's own accord while my mind is yelping "cripes!"

    Like you, I wish I could just be brazen about whatever it is that caused the potential embarrassment.
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  3. haha, brilliant story. I bet that guy always looks in caravan windows even now!!
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  4. MB; What is 'Splucko'?

    Steve; The cripes comes afterwards for me. Then I crumple completely.

    Sag; Ha ha, I do that too.
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  5. "splucko' was the word I had to type in at the end of the intense hoop jumping session I went through to post a comment.
    I've started making a list of them, they amuse me.
    I rather thought 'splucko' was apt. Not quite cursing, not quite 'lucky' .
    Like " Oh splucko, my neighbour saw me rogering the wife , hey ho!'.
    Sorry. I live in a vacuum, I have to create my own amusement. ;)
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  6. Aaaah....I understand now. I'm the same. Some of those 'words' are quite fun.

    Splucko is good hee hee.
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