My ex-girlfriend’s cousin was getting married in another province. Her father wanted her to invite me, and offered to pay for my trip. We would stay for a week.
**TLDR:** a vacation happened. Everything was as expected, but even for a progressive Christian family, I was surprised they only booked one motel room and 2 beds. They were allowing me to sleep with their daughter. I guess nothing can happen if your parents are 4 feet away, right?
**Night of the wedding.** Her dad gives us both shots, but puts his foot down at one. He doesn’t know that there’s a mickey hidden back at the motel. We leave the reception and go to the motel. Her parents turn on the TV and get ready to pass out. Her parents were both drinking that night. We sneak the mickey and go for a hike in the woods in the dark. We found a great spot to fool around. We sat, had a few drinks, then began to kiss and play. Our pants were on, but I was hard and she was pushing into me. She started to rub me and I started to rub her. Unfortunately, we heard some noise nearby (a twig snapping?) and she immediately clammed up and wanted to hurry back. It was one of those “don’t look back” speed-walking kind of things. Maybe someone was there, maybe they weren’t. Who cares. I forgot all about it shortly after.