Not Too Fast
My first marriage was back in 1987. We were both 20 and barely had enough money for food and rent — you know the drill. We went on a honeymoon to a resort location nearby in a hotel. They gave us a room right next to the door leading to the indoor pool area.
We checked into our room and I did the whole ‘carry her over the threshold’ thing. After that, we got busy pretty fast. Our clothes were piled on floor and we were doing our thing right there on the bed. Everything was amazing until I heard a noise behind us. I looked toward the door and I saw a couple of families staring through our open door that I completely forgot to close.
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