SeaCat
Hey, my Halo is smoking
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Hmmmm, most of our sex related injuries have been of the common sort. Rug Burns, cramps, etc. We have had one though that was a bit difficult to explain.
A couple of summers ago my wife and I decided to head out to the pool late in the evening. It was hot and humid so a quick dip would feel good. Cool us off before we headed for slumber land. We didn't plan on being there long because of a T-Storm heading our way. When we reached the pool we were surprised to find it empty but didn't let that spoil our evening.
After we had been in the water for a few minutes, just relaxing and cooling off we lost all power. No lights, no water pump, nothing. Rather than freaking out and wanting to head home my wife decided this was a great time to have a little bit of fun. The next thing I knew we were making waves of our own in the pool while the lightening flashed in the distance. Somewhere along the line I shifted my feet and hit a slippery spot on the bottom of the pool. My feet went one way and my upper body went the other, only to be stopped by the wall of the pool. This didn't slow me down and I was back in action in no time.
When we were drying off I noticed my side was a little tender but shrugged it off as no big deal. When we got home and had lit some candles my wife asked me if I realized I was bleeding. Looking in the mirror I realized I had torn the skin in an area roughly the size of my hand. It took a bit of work but we took care of it. The next morning my side was super sore, and remained that way for over a week. I had not only torn hell out of my hide but had cracked a rib in the process.
Trying to explain away this injury to my co-workers, some of whom still think sex is only for procreation, was not an easy thing to do. My wife and I still laugh about it though.
Cat
A couple of summers ago my wife and I decided to head out to the pool late in the evening. It was hot and humid so a quick dip would feel good. Cool us off before we headed for slumber land. We didn't plan on being there long because of a T-Storm heading our way. When we reached the pool we were surprised to find it empty but didn't let that spoil our evening.
After we had been in the water for a few minutes, just relaxing and cooling off we lost all power. No lights, no water pump, nothing. Rather than freaking out and wanting to head home my wife decided this was a great time to have a little bit of fun. The next thing I knew we were making waves of our own in the pool while the lightening flashed in the distance. Somewhere along the line I shifted my feet and hit a slippery spot on the bottom of the pool. My feet went one way and my upper body went the other, only to be stopped by the wall of the pool. This didn't slow me down and I was back in action in no time.
When we were drying off I noticed my side was a little tender but shrugged it off as no big deal. When we got home and had lit some candles my wife asked me if I realized I was bleeding. Looking in the mirror I realized I had torn the skin in an area roughly the size of my hand. It took a bit of work but we took care of it. The next morning my side was super sore, and remained that way for over a week. I had not only torn hell out of my hide but had cracked a rib in the process.
Trying to explain away this injury to my co-workers, some of whom still think sex is only for procreation, was not an easy thing to do. My wife and I still laugh about it though.
Cat
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