For those that have kids. You know we all try to make out we are fantastic parents but let's face it - sometimes we do stuff that would disqualify us from a parent of the year contest.
So here is my personal low point as a parent.
My first marriage didn't work out but I got a fantastic son out of the deal. About a year after the seperation, all was good. I had a steady girlfriend & at that time my son was just coming round at the weekends. I now have custody but I dare say that's because this event wasn't considered when that decision was made.
So one Saturday night, I'm with my son and my very attractive and horny grlfriend (now my wife) watching a movie. My son falls asleep on the sofa. One thing leads to another and next thing you know I'm in the bathroom with the missus sitting on the sink and I'm ploughing into her mercilessly. At the time I was running 9km a night in just over 40 minutes, so when I say I was really going at it, I mean I was really, really hammering away.
Anyway - she's on the sink, I've got the hot tap running water that I'm splashing onto my balls and her pussy as I'm ploughing away and suddenly a sound....
The toilet flushing...
I stop and look around and there's my son walking out of the bathroom.
He'd woken up, come into the bathroom, taken a pee, flushed the toilet and started to leave without uttering a single word.
He was 4 at the time. He's 12 now. I have no idea if he remembers the event or not.
Not my proudest moment, that.
