A Rugby tale. | |
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Dec 21, 2008 23:13 | |
| The other day I was in the pub having a few quiet beers by myself. The door opened and in walked the most stunning woman I've ever laid eyes on. 5'9" tall, stunning blue eyes, silky blonde hair, an hourglass figure barely covered by a tiny mini skirt and a flimsy cotton top. I could see she was not wearing a bra and her incredibly firm breasts were on show. After watching her walk in I turned back to my beer. No sooner had I taken a sip when I turn to see her pulling another bar stool up close to me and sitting down. She said ' Hi ', and I said ' Hi' in return. She asked how I was and took my hand and placed it on her perfect inner thigh, rubbing it up and down. 'So, does that make you feel good ?' she asked. 'I'll bet you feel good,' she continued. 'In fact, I'll bet you've never felt this good before.' 'Well, I have,' I corrected her. 'You see, when I was 18, I was picked to play for the school 1st. XV in the Public School Finals in front of a crowd of about 3000 and I felt really good.' I immediately felt a bit pathetic saying that, and I thought she would get up and go, but she took my hand off her thigh and put it up the front of her top. Her nipple pushed into my palm as she massaged my hand into her pert, perfect breast. 'How do you feel now,' she purred. ' OK' I replied. Again, she said, 'I'll bet you do. In fact, I'll bet you've never felt THIS good before!' Unbelievably I heard myself saying 'Well, actually I have. In that game, we were down by six points with about 20 seconds left in the match. The Opposition kicked the ball deep into our half of the field, where I caught it. I ran up field, side-stepping past the first few defenders, palmed off a couple of would-be tacklers, burst through a few forwards, chipped over their fullback, regathered and scored a Try right under the posts with about 2 or 3 seconds 'till full time. We were still behind by one point, but I had a simple kick at goal with which to win the match and......... ' "... Ahhh-h-h-h!!!...? she growled between clenched teeth, more than a bit miffed, pulled my hand from under her top and thrust it down the front of her skirt. My fingers immediately met what felt like a wisp of soft cotton. She snapped, 'Well tell me this, Smart ar$e: Have you ever felt such a XXXXXX?' 'I certainly have' I answered, 'I missed the kick.' Dodger. |
Dec 21, 2008 23:57 | |
| My "Gawd" DODGER that man has to be absolutely insane. I tried looking up XXXXXX in the Oxford dictionary and it referenced to "A Rugby Tale" by a certain person DODGER dated Dec 21, 2008 with no further details. |
Dec 22, 2008 08:46 | |
| Gary, you have obviously never played the game that they play in heaven. XXXX rhymes with knunt or close. Dodger. |
Dec 22, 2008 09:34 | |
| Thank you for the clarification DODGER. I was close......but no brass ring. |
Dec 22, 2008 11:08 | |
| Dodger that was a naughty one, but very very funny LOL. Alan |
Dec 23, 2008 02:39 | |
| Alan, I wasn’t sure that it would get passed the censers. OT, my Wife has just been given a visa for the UK so we will be in London on about the 10th of January. If you fancy a beer let me know. Cheers, Dodger. |
Dec 23, 2008 07:10 | |
| Thats good news Dodger, yes I would love to meet up for a beer. Alan |
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