I guess this thread had to happen. Let us share tales of our romantic foibles.
I will begin.
The setting: My bedroom
The situation: About to lose my innocence at the tender age of 17
Those present: My self and a girl named Helen. At first. Then Socks came in.
So it came to pass. A lady friend and I were in the process of initiating an intimate situation.
This was quite thrilling for me as it was a big first. Things were going well. I hadnt made too much of a fool of myself as yet.
However, my door was not shut properly.
Thye first hint of trouble was the scraping of a claw and a low growl.
The door swung open and the elongated many toothed muzzle of my dog entered the room.
Her name was “Socks” and she was very very protective of me.
It appears that she formed the impression that I was under attack (either that or it was a twisted inter species jealousy thing).
Regardless of the reasoning, she leapt to my defence. Normally she is a very passive, even timid dog. Despite the fact that she was waist height and weighed about 60kg.
But she flew across the room, snapping and tearing.
In a combination of panicked reflex and luck, I managed to reach out and seize her by the collar an instant before her jaws sunk into Helens neck.
The scene that followed was somewhat disturbing: Me completely starkers with a large erection wrestling with an enraged dog. At this point Helen was hiding under the duvet screaming.
Eventually I managed to force socks into another room and shut her in.
But somehow the moment was gone. Needless to say, young Helen departed the scene with considerable haste.
Now fess, up, cmon some of you must have had weirder shit than that happen to you…