"Temptations" by the married men

nice thread, AB!

I would tell some stories on the ol' BBS, but I think I'll need that Long Island Iced Tea on an empty stomach first.

heypartner, nice one. You beat me to it.

 

If you're ever tempted again see my new thread:

http://bbs.clutchcity.net/php3/showthread.php?s=&threadid=51766

 

Can't ya just feel the love in the room?!

 

When I got married I vowed never to put myself in a situation where temptation might win out. So far, I've held to that vow and as I get older, it becomes much easier. In ten years of marriage, there have been maybe three vaguely possible potentialities, but I was strong (and scared to death of my wife), and nothing advanced beyond a little flirting.

In my first few years of marriage, a lot of my friends got married as well, which leads to a more philosophical question that has, um, puzzled some of my buddies:

Do Bachelor Party Lap Dances count?

 

i can't wait to share all my temptations to break vows i made to my wife before God and everyone else in a public forum. i hope to aggrandize my weaknesses for all to see as much as possible.

i thought most of you didn't like reality TV??!!

 

I'm tempted approximately every six seconds or so. Fortunately, the other parties' feelings are generally not reciprocal, so I don't have to be too strong.

 

Hahahaha. That's funny.

 

AB-Are you outta your f4ckin' mind asking these questions.


Uh...I don't have any stories where I showed restraint.

 

No go. I looked and looked. No pix. They must be like the Texas A&M cheerleaders... allowed to graze at half time.

 

Okay, I'll spill. This happened in 1983 when I was married to the woman who is now know around these parts as The Ex Wife. The Ex Wife is pregnant with our first child. It's fall. She is gone to school. I'm at home alone. The doorbell rings. It's this beautiful young girl selling magazines.

I agree to look at her offerings and, so, sit down on the bench on the front porch (smartly I didn't let her in the house). I must say it again, SHE WAS BEAUTIFUL.

I sit down and, I mean, she sits down right next to me so that our thighs and arms are in continuous contact. My heart starts gongs pitty-pat. My mind turns to mush. Nether regions stir.

I order one magazine and say goodbye. She haunts me for a few days and now again.

 

Now I see why you guys got married, that is pathetic. A girl is flirting with you to try and get you to buy magazines and you think she wants your bone? A cheerleader says hi to you after you do a gig and you think she wants S&M? You guys have been out of the loop tooooo long....

 

I don't know that she wanted my bone but I sure did want her meat. Actually, I think she was just trying to get me to order more magazine.

You had to be there. She was deliberately making physical contact--- ver-r-r-r-r-r-y unprofessional.

 

How many of you guys actually gave into temptation?

 

No comment.

Did the iced tea go on the empty stomach Coma-style?

 

Poor Coma is going to have to put up with jokes like this for months.

B