Mine:
I was actually involved competitive figure skating in my younger days. (you may think it's sissy, but it's actually an outstanding way to meet gorgeous girls who are inevitably pretty, slender and in excellent shape; not to mention most of the other guys are gay which greatly reduces your competition).
One time, my partner--a gorgeous russian brunette--was trying out costumes another girl offered her to purchase. We've been partners for about 6 months...and I've always had a huge crush on her...I can't even recount the # of times I got a hard-on on the ice from staring at that amazing ass of her jiggling in front of me as she skated. She always had this on-again off-again non-skating bf on the side...so my interest in her was only fulfilled in my fantasies. Anyways, on this day she asked me if I can offer my opinions on how she looked in these costumes she was about to try on.
As with many of the smaller practice rinks there were no separate male/female lockers. The place was mostly deserted anyway, so we just walked into the smaller locker room...she was by the benches and I was near the door, and she just said "ok I'm gonna change can you just keep an eye out that no guys walk in", with that, she took her top and pants off and was down to her bra and (thong) panties...
Now THIS is the painful part...feeling inappropriate and panicky, I just mumbled something about ok I'll turn around while you change...and turned around.
That's when I heard her make this "ugh" noise. I glimpsed back...and there she was, beautiful in her creamy white flawless skin, with nothing on except a skimpy bra and panties, staring at me...and saying these words: "you are not a man!" in this disappointed voice, and with that, she grabbed the costume and put it on.
I don't remember the rest...but in all likelihood I just offered her stupid feedback on the rest of the dresses.
The skating days are behind me, and I've never slept with her or even kissed her. And yes, I was very young and very inexperienced back then. But to this day, I wonder what would've happened if only I were a bit more experienced...and just went up to her and kissed her after she stripped down, and then took her by the hand into the shower stalls. We're both in happy relationships now and still friends, so maybe it was for the better, or at least I tell myself so, but sometimes I still wonder, it might've been more than a crush...
I was actually involved competitive figure skating in my younger days. (you may think it's sissy, but it's actually an outstanding way to meet gorgeous girls who are inevitably pretty, slender and in excellent shape; not to mention most of the other guys are gay which greatly reduces your competition).
One time, my partner--a gorgeous russian brunette--was trying out costumes another girl offered her to purchase. We've been partners for about 6 months...and I've always had a huge crush on her...I can't even recount the # of times I got a hard-on on the ice from staring at that amazing ass of her jiggling in front of me as she skated. She always had this on-again off-again non-skating bf on the side...so my interest in her was only fulfilled in my fantasies. Anyways, on this day she asked me if I can offer my opinions on how she looked in these costumes she was about to try on.
As with many of the smaller practice rinks there were no separate male/female lockers. The place was mostly deserted anyway, so we just walked into the smaller locker room...she was by the benches and I was near the door, and she just said "ok I'm gonna change can you just keep an eye out that no guys walk in", with that, she took her top and pants off and was down to her bra and (thong) panties...
Now THIS is the painful part...feeling inappropriate and panicky, I just mumbled something about ok I'll turn around while you change...and turned around.
That's when I heard her make this "ugh" noise. I glimpsed back...and there she was, beautiful in her creamy white flawless skin, with nothing on except a skimpy bra and panties, staring at me...and saying these words: "you are not a man!" in this disappointed voice, and with that, she grabbed the costume and put it on.
I don't remember the rest...but in all likelihood I just offered her stupid feedback on the rest of the dresses.
The skating days are behind me, and I've never slept with her or even kissed her. And yes, I was very young and very inexperienced back then. But to this day, I wonder what would've happened if only I were a bit more experienced...and just went up to her and kissed her after she stripped down, and then took her by the hand into the shower stalls. We're both in happy relationships now and still friends, so maybe it was for the better, or at least I tell myself so, but sometimes I still wonder, it might've been more than a crush
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