Getting caught with your pants down!! (Most Embarrassing Moments)

Member Name: chele2002

Product:	Most Embarrassing Moments
Date:	24/05/02 (6173 review reads)
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What better way to brighten the day, whether it's laughing with me or at me, then to share in my most embarrassing moments that have once entered into my life. I dare say I will have no street cred after you read this, but it's been fun writing it.

1: Oh!! Knicker elastic
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It was in my teens, not long before my 14th birthday that I joined a youth club; I enjoyed going there each week, getting to make great friends with many and basically having a laugh. Only on my 14th birthday I wasn't the one laughing, but out of pure innocence a certain event left me praying for the ground to open up and swallow me whole. With me being new to the club, it didn't occur to me that having a birthday would result the way it did, and I'm sure glad that day has passed many years ago, and I can look back laugh.

It seems that every time a member celebrates their birthday, so you don't forget you're another year older, the members will take it upon them selves to give you the bumps. Unfortunately for me I was wearing a long skirt that day, with an elastic waist and a dodgy pair of knickers. One minute I was standing there all innocent, then the next I was being tossed in the air 14 times (oh why couldn't I have been 13 that day, I probably would have escaped the moment). On the 14th bump in the air my skirt must have accidentally been grabbed, then the whole thing fell down, the knicker elastic went and so do any ounce of dignity with it, as my bits were there for the looking of several boys and just one girl. I felt a complete twat, I left red faced never to be seen there again.



2: Oh what it's like to be young and innocent
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Being a kid is hard enough as it is, trying to grow up and take in the wonders of this weird world we live in. Let's face it I was simply thick, very often I would be ask
ed to do something for my parents but would end out getting it completely wrong. I remember one occasion when my mum sent me up the shop to buy an Iceberg lettuce, easy enough I thought, that was until I came home and found out what I thought was a lettuce, was in fact a cabbage and yes I knew just how it felt to feel like a cabbage after the mix up.

Another time, my mum asked me to go down the rent office to pay the rent, it's not like I don't know the place and what it's for, I have been often enough with my mum. For some strange reason I found myself walking to the post to pay the rent (probably explains my rent arrears recently). I politely handed over the rent card along with the cash to the lady, for her to tell me 'Sorry but you can't pay it here'. Still none the wiser I walked back home to tell my mum that the lady wouldn't let me pay it, only to be informed that I went to the wrong place in the first place, I felt a right idiot once again!




3: Oh shit!! Now what the hell do I do?
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It was a normal swimming day for our class, I was about twelve years old at the time and like most twelve year old, had developed a little in the tit department. So here we are at a public swimming pool, when we are doing what we are told, until eventually the time comes to leave the water and head for the changing rooms. Only I can't! My swimming suit had come undone at the neck and was slowly working its way down past my poached eggs (now there saggy water melons), not being a strong swimmer I clung as hard as I could to the side and refused to come out of the water. By this time the pool assistant was getting a little impatient with me and made me climb out despite my new found boobs peaking out ................. For some strange reason I became quite popular............... I wonder why!

*Tip of the day: never wear swim wear that is fastened
by the tying of straps*



4: And they call it puppy love
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Back in the years when I had crushes on the opposite sex, I spotted this one lad nearly every day, during my paper round. He was a few years older than me, and rode a motorbike (I have a thing about motorbikes), every time I walked past him to deliver the news paper I would come out with some sort of flattering remark, still I reckon he was more embarrassed then flattered.

Any way being a paper girl, very often his mum would pop into the shop where I delivered from, but one day I over heard her telling the shop keeper that her sons birthday was tomorrow, and with me having a crush on this lad, I went out and brought I nice, slushy, mushy birthday card, and delivered it through their door along with the paper. Only to find out that it was this lads birthday at all, it was his bloody brothers birthday, I was too busy making eyes at him, to even notice he had siblings ......... Still he did start to take notice of my presence.



5: I'm getting married in the morning (well afternoon)
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Now the idea of every wedding is for it to be perfect no matter what the size of the wedding, but for most weddings many will have their ups and down, disasters or near misses. For mine, everything wasn't going too bad, despite the fact we had been working nights prior and they wasn't prepared to let us go home any earlier than 4am, or that I forgot the bouquet and my lippie.

The wedding went well considering a few trivial events, and a few stammers with the wedding vows. It was after the wedding, when a few friends suggested nipping in the pub after for a drink. 'I am not wearing my wedding dress in the pub' I said! But after a bit of persuasion I wandered off down the road to the pub, with my husband, my dad and a few good frien
ds. Anyone would have thought I was a mascot for these honk if you support us protest, the amount of car horns beeping was vast, making me feel an even bigger twit.



6: I got married and off to the pub in wedding dress
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Now slightly red faced from all the car horns beeping, I desperately needed a long hard puff on a fag to help overcome the fool I felt. Well that day was kind of windy, so here I am walking down the windy street, smoking this fag, when suddenly the wind comes from behind me, blowing my veil on to the end of my fag and burning some fair sized holes in it, now I would have mined if I hadn't have hired it but I did, and it was lucky for me that I was in B&B at the time, or I would have had to face taking my burnt offerings back to the shop, instead I decided to save further embarrassment and not return it at all.



7: I'm at the pub now in my wedding dress and burnt bits
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Managing to overcome my feeling like a twit getting to the pub and the burning desire to puff, puff away my veil, I finally find sanctuary inside the pub, I'll be safe here, no more fires and no more horns, nothing else could possibly add to the events................... So I thought!

Now being a woman, we often find ourselves cursed with what's known to some as blob week. Unfortunately for many of us, periods have this thing about starting at the most inappropriate of times, I don't know why but it does and my wedding day was to be one of those times. As I casually sit there with hubby by my side, surrounded by people close to me, I suddenly felt very moist down south. I thought it was all the excitement of the day and the urge to do what newly wed couples do (no not roll over and go sleep). So I got up from our table, made my excuses and headed off to the loo,
a good job they had a Tammy machine! When I went into the cubical to investigate my moistness I found that my period had started, and was very, very heavy (eat your heart out horror movies) so heavy that my knickers had turned from a pail shade of blue to a deep red. I had no choice but to lose my knickers, searching around for a suitable bin, I couldn't find one, so I had the idea to flush them down the loo. It took me ages, but eventually after a lot of flushing they were gone (there goes my something blue, down the pan)

I must say, I did feel a little weird sat there wearing a wedding dress and no knickers; perhaps I will be safer if I don't wear any in the future.



8: Kids!! They will hang you!!
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I don't know how many of you know that I am married to a man 6 years younger than me, or that he has took on the role of a parent to my two children I had prior to meeting him. Well about a year ago, I had to go to the doctors, can't remember what for, probably injections for our baby. Sitting in the waiting room, with all four kids, my daughter (7 at the time) started talking to a couple, and before I knew it she was giving our general stats (names, ages, that sort of thing) to this couple. It wasn't long before I noticed them trying to work out how old my husband had to have been when the kids were born. Figure this, I was 28 at the time, my husband 22, the kids aged 7, 5, 18 months and 3 months, making Chris (my husband) only 15 when my daughter was born. Now I don't have an issue with age, provided we are happy but that day I felt like the biggest pervert going, even though my husband was 19 when I met him. All I could do was lower my head and hope that my appointment would soon be dealt with.



9: 300 hundred women, 3 guys and 2 drag acts
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Ladies, have you ever wondered w
hat its like to watch 3 males strippers? Recently I was invited to a show, consisting of 3 male strippers, 2 drag acts and a room full of 300 hungry and untamed ladies. Now I am like many other women, who enjoy a laugh and up for most things, so when I was asked if I wanted to go, I thought why not, it could end out to be a pretty fun evening, and went for it.

The evening arrived; I did myself up, and proceeded to the show along with 4 other friends. The first showed kicked off pretty soon after arriving, it was just a little teaser until the drag acts did their bit. After watching an immensely funny show along come the 3 strippers again for their final flop it out and see bit. This is the bit too where they randomly pull a lady from the audience and embarrass her in one way or another.

That night yours truly was selected to appear on stage with them. So here I am up on the stage with this well oiled, string wearing stripper, when he promptly asks me to kneel down in front of him, being the obliging woman I do. Suddenly he covers his southern region with a Welsh flag and asks me to take his thong/string off, not so bad I will just put my head over here and do what's asked of me.......easy....... Hmmm that's what I thought until I find my head under the flag and facing his lunch box, and still needing to roll those thongs down. I thought to hell with it, just get on with it woman, so I did! To be faced with this throbbing, hard manhood before my very eyes................... What a temptation! I was pretty embarrassed to be found in this position (excuse the pun), lets just say I felt a right cock.....................but was it literally?




10: Caught with your pants down and banned!
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This happened to me about a week before Christmas, so it fairly fresh in my mind. Me and a couple of friends all called Michelle (small world) went down to the local s
ocial club, to enjoy a few drinks and the entertainment (One man and his knob). After a long time dancing and drinking, one of my friends found that she had £10 stolen from her purse that was at the table we were sitting at. Being drunk (several aftershocks and side kicks) and naturally annoyed we got a little out of hand. My friend decided to try and talk to the club owner to ask him to watch the CCTV footage to see if the thief could be found, but he didn?t want to listen, chucked her £10 and told her to leave. I was furious, and approached him too, and gave him a piece of my mind, which result in me being shown the door!

Fed up, cold, irate and needing a pee, we decided to try our luck and use the toilets, only to be told where to go again. I was desperate for relief and so was my mate Shell, that's when we thought we would go toilet outside the entrance (well they do say when you gotta go, you have to). My friend finished before me, but then I did have an awful lot of liquid to get rid of, a couple of seconds later I finished watering the place and started to pull my knickers up, when suddenly the bar manager came out and caught me, with my pants down, called me disgusting and said his 6 year old daughter had more intelligence then me. I have to say I was really embarrassed, but rather than go home red faced we decided to swipe the fairy from their Christmas tree, along with a few decorations and let them swim down the river near by. Despite it turning out to be a pretty embarrassing evening, I did enjoy myself; the events left me with a night I can not forget....................... Ever!


I hope you have enjoyed reading as much as I have enjoyed writing this, cheers Chele X

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