Here`s mine, it happened many years ago when I was 21, and like many stories of this ilk it centres around inlaws and a slightly adult theme.It was meet the girlfriends parents and family night which coincided with football training. The plans were laid that my gf would pick me up after training and take me to her parents house, whilst bringing a change of clothes for me also. She turns up bang on time but has forgot to bring my clothes, which leaves me with just my joggers and t-shirt, we decide there is not enough time to go home 1st and change so we head towards her parents home.Being a true frisky Essex girl my gf en route starts being very naughty, needless to say when we arrive at her parents house I have to stay in the car for a few minutes to calm down a bit. After a few minutes I pluck up courage and enter the house (still in a semi state of horniness) as I enter the room my heart falls to my feet, it could not be more crammed with her relatives, I make my excuses for not entering with her and head for the only seat available (oh boy if I knew what was to happen very shortly i`d have sat on the floor lol), right next to my prospective mother in law to be.After the informal introductions to her parents, brother and wife plus kids, uncle and auntie, and nan, I start feeling more relaxed and the relative chat starts flowing I now feel a whole lot more relaxed, until, out of the blue the family cat enters the room and decides my lap is favourite for a nap, and up he jumps.As I start stroking him he starts that cat thing with his paws, which are placed at a very strategic and highly sensitive place, I stop stroking him, but to no avail, his paws keep doing that pawwing thing they do, the alarm bells start ringing and i`m screaming inside at my nether regions `Don`t you dare, don`t you *^%$<>£ dare`, to late, he dared.Amongst all the turmoil going on inside my head I had completely lost all track with the conversation in the room, which had now entered the dinner is ready stage, and were awaiting me to lead them into the kitchen, the room was now completely silent, I can now feel the sweat dripping from my forehead as I dig deep inside for a plan to disguise my present state, which is not helped at all by the joggers I have on.My plan was simple, keep the cat pressed against me as I stand whilst at the same time trying to arrange my t-shirt as to cover myself and protect my dignity, `great plan` I silently thought to myself.. `Here goes`, I am now pressing the cat tightly into me and at this stage I don`t know whom is the most scared, me or the cat, when a catalogue of events that could not have better prepared for a comedy film slot together perfectly.Imagine the scenario, as i`m rising and holding the cat for dear life the mother in law starts speaking to me, in one complete action i`m starting to stand, whilst turning to face her, as the cat decides $%^& this and digs both sets of claws deep into my family jewels causing me to release him and thrust myself towards the way am I now facing, the mother in law, the look on her face as my impending manhood stops short about an inch from her right eye is scarred deep in my memory lol, there are gasps from around the room and an eerie silence, broken only by good old nan as she utters.. `Oh he likes cats don`t he!!`, priceless, absolutely priceless lol.
