I have been thinking a lot about the whole senator in the restroom lately. It has just made me wonder about how some people are turned on by having sex in unusual places.
Here is what I don't understand. How do you know what is in the next stall? When you go into a restroom stall all you see are feet below the partition. How do you know if those feet belong to someone who is fuckable?
I thought about this yesterday while hubby and I were at dinner. We both dashed into the restroom before our meal. My other half will only use a stall to take a leak, but the urinal is fine with me. Anyway, one stall was occupied so he popped into the vacant one.
I was outside waiting for the slowpoke to join me when the occupant of the stall exited. He was a server at the restaurant and flawless!! Hubby came out and we joked about how he should have been tapping that foot while he was in the stall.
It made me think about how you know if a hottie is in the box next to you? I don't know, maybe those folks who fuck in bathroom stalls don't have high standards on who they do, but if they tap the wrong foot they could end up with grandpa (or a U.S. Senator).
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further, what if they were making a stinker? ugh
I don't think they care whether the person is fuckable or not - they just wanna get off. I couldn't do that - I would need to know FOR SURE what I was getting into (or should I say who was getting into me).
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