I can remember being at the house warming party of one of my friends and her partner when I was in my early 20s. One of her partners friends (we’ll call him J) I recognised from previous nights out but had never really spoken to him. I got talking to him that night and he stood out as seeming so polite and pretty quiet compared to the rest of the loud mouthed and drunk lads who were there. I felt he was a “safe” choice to be spending time with. (Turns out I’d have been much better off with a drunken loudmouth!)
I had already arranged that I was staying over the night in their spare room so once most people had left I went to get ready for bed.Just got myself into bed, and in walks J! Said he can’t get a taxi home so he’s also staying the night. And since there’s only one spare room he’ll have to share with me. I’m another case of being too polite and naive to say anything
I said okay that’s fine! I was fully clothed, not TOO drunk, plus he seems a perfect gentleman. what could possibly go wrong I thought?!
He kissed me, which although I wasn’t really up for I didn’t resist him either. His hands then started wandering down below and I lost count of how many times I physically grabbed his hand and moved it away from me! For a while I literally kept my own hand between my legs as a block to his hand, and later his cock as he clearly didn’t take the hint! Eventually he gave up but i did not sleep a wink that night, thinking why have I got myself into this situation.
The next morning when we were downstairs for breakfast I just remember thinking let’s keep this as brief as possible and I’m going straight home.
J had beaten me downstairs and I later found out he had told my friend and her partner that we’d had sex all night and how great it was, and he wasn’t expecting me to give it up so easily! I obviously told my friend later what had actually happened, and what an absolute creep that guy was. He very rarely gets invited out by the rest of that group of friends now because they all know him as “creepy J”, because of that night and also previous nights which I wish I’d known!
it’s so stupid but I Remember not wanting to cause a scene by waking my friend up who was in the next room. I also didn’t want to sneak away and have to get a taxi home alone so this seemed the “safer” option
I had already arranged that I was staying over the night in their spare room so once most people had left I went to get ready for bed.Just got myself into bed, and in walks J! Said he can’t get a taxi home so he’s also staying the night. And since there’s only one spare room he’ll have to share with me. I’m another case of being too polite and naive to say anything
I said okay that’s fine! I was fully clothed, not TOO drunk, plus he seems a perfect gentleman. what could possibly go wrong I thought?!He kissed me, which although I wasn’t really up for I didn’t resist him either. His hands then started wandering down below and I lost count of how many times I physically grabbed his hand and moved it away from me! For a while I literally kept my own hand between my legs as a block to his hand, and later his cock as he clearly didn’t take the hint! Eventually he gave up but i did not sleep a wink that night, thinking why have I got myself into this situation.
The next morning when we were downstairs for breakfast I just remember thinking let’s keep this as brief as possible and I’m going straight home.
J had beaten me downstairs and I later found out he had told my friend and her partner that we’d had sex all night and how great it was, and he wasn’t expecting me to give it up so easily! I obviously told my friend later what had actually happened, and what an absolute creep that guy was. He very rarely gets invited out by the rest of that group of friends now because they all know him as “creepy J”, because of that night and also previous nights which I wish I’d known!
it’s so stupid but I Remember not wanting to cause a scene by waking my friend up who was in the next room. I also didn’t want to sneak away and have to get a taxi home alone so this seemed the “safer” option
I dont know (surely they must have realised it was occupied when they got in but anyway that is what they said) they got sentenced as they had burgled a few house in the area in the weeks prior.
and I shouted Do. Not. Touch. Women. Without Permission. and hit his face with his own hand with each word. 
I turned back to pay for my drink and realised the bar staff were pissing themselves laughing. The groper with the floppy hand left before he was asked and my drinks were free 
