Gf and I were watching The Crown recently. A scene where Princess Anne remarks having eyed a captain while playing polo. I said, hang on, they’re wearing helmets, and long pants, how can you even tell who’s hot?
*Oh yeah, you can sometimes. Plus, they’re wearing tight pants, and some of these guys have a nice butt!*
I said, have you been to a polo game?
*yes, a couple*
and? see someone hot?
*umm…maybe? haha*
no maybes, really, who was it?
*one of the players*
hah of course, what’s his name?
*Rafe*
sounds..
*Italian, he was from italy*
playing polo?
*why not?*
ok, and?
*and what?*
you thought he was hot?
*oh fuck yeah, he was*
(that got my attention)– and? did you hook up with him?
*no, of course not*
cmon really? you’re kidding
*fine, well, we didn’t hookup. i met him after for dinner, and we made out a bit, and he put his hand up my top and felt my boobs in his car*
ooh, nice.
*yeah, but that was it*
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yeah, except it wasnt
you see, I know her email pwd, snooped on it months ago.
you know what happened next right? ;)
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that’s right, rafe had one email in her inbox: *hey you, thanks for last night. most girls don’t swallow cum, but you’re a trooper*
to which she replied: *oh you are very welcome. if that cock comes around to england again this year, i’ll be happy to swallow you as many times as you want ;)*
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that was the only exchange between them.
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Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jqzdea/mf_not_just_polo