When I was in college I had a cousin named Dave who lived at the beach. I would go visit he and his wife Valerie sometimes on the weekends and in the summer. Well one time I was down there we went out to eat and it was really crowded and we had to wait for a table. The ostess gave me this little thing that was like a beeper that went off when we had a table. She was a very attractive girl. Probably about 20 years old, Long blonde hair, a pretty smile and perfect body. She had on a tight little black dress and fishnet stockings. I mentioned how attractive she was while we were waiting. Valerie laughed and made a smart comment. Well a few minutes later the beeper started going off and blinking. I got up and walked over to the girl and went to hand her the beeper. She looked at me and smiled and right then I felt a tingle go down my legs. Then I realized what had happened. Valerie had pantsed me. I all of a sudden felt a quick panic rush over me. I felt my face flush and know I had to be as red as could be. The hostess' eyes got really big and sho put her hand over her mouth in an obvious but unsuccessful attempt not to laugh. I froze. My first reaction was not to pull up my shorts but to stop as if to hide. I put my hands down trying to conceal my ridiculous boxers with big smiley faces on them, that Valerie happened to know I had on because I had done laundry at their place and me having them on was why she pantsed me. I could hear and then looked back to see that everyone in the very crowded entrance way had seen it too and most were laughing like crazy. I then finally thought to look down and saw that indeed my shorts were on the floor at my feet and that my silly boxers were totally visible for all to see. As I reached to pick up my shorts I could also see the hostess' sexy high heel shoes. I pulled up my shorts and looked at the hostess feeling as embarrassed as I ever have in my life. I could feel the awkwardness when she asked us to follow her. Valerie has never let me live it down either.
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