My most embarrassing dating experience
WE’VE all had that one moment when we wished that the earth would open up and swallow us whole, and a few people recount below their embarrassing love, sex and dating stories.
Andre:
I saw this girl on Facebook and we became friends. We arranged a date to meet up. I took her to Negril. I was excited all the way back home because she had decided to spend the night with me. She did some exotic stuff to me that I didn’t expect. She captivated my soul. But I passed gas just as I was about to reach my peak. I have never been more ashamed in my life and she hasn’t allowed me to live it down.
Alex:
I can’t choose between the time when I fell helplessly in love with a girl who, as I later found out, was my cousin, or the time I was with my side chick and my girl texted me and told me that I meant the world to her. Immediately my desire for the side chick died and you can imagine the mood of this unsatisfied woman in my bed.
Sash:
When my partner looked me dead in the eyes and said he needed space.
Mario:
I took this girl out to an elegant restaurant. We were there eating, surrounded by several other diners, when she passed gas loudly. It didn’t register for a while because I couldn’t believe what I had just heard. I just got up, left her there and went home. Her excuse was, “I never know it would come out so loud.”
Shauna:
It was my first date after a horrible break-up and I was extremely nervous. I followed the advice of the devil, and I ordered curry shrimp. We were there engaging in a lovely conversation and about 10 minutes after I completed my meal my tummy started acting funny. Increased pressure on my belly, and I knew I had to rush to the restroom. I played it off the first time, but I could not do the same all the other times that I went. I was so embarrassed, I couldn’t even take up his offer to drive me home. I had to buckle my knees and talk to myself so I could hold out until I went home. I couldn’t look him in the face until weeks later.
Tajauna:
We had always had sex at my house, but we were on our way from a football match and we decided to stop by his. The heat was intense but his stepfather, who had watched us walk in was in the house so I tried to remain quiet. After about 10 minutes we heard three gentle knocks at the door. I jumped up and stepped into the closet while he dressed quickly and went to the door. It was his stepfather who told him to pack his things because the police were on their way to escort him out, but before he did that he was to dress his prostitute and pay her so she could leave. He was my boyfriend of three and a half years, and if anything I was the one giving him money. I have never been more ashamed in my life.
