Sometimes you can’t control your body functions. And if you’re lucky no one is there to witness it or notice. But that wasn’t the case a few weeks ago. My evening started with a date with AD33. We decided to have wings and beer at Buffalo Wild Wings. Since she was driving, I was planning to have a couple extra drinks.
Our time at Buffalo Wild Wings was very uneventful. We enjoyed a few good laughs as we were people watching. There was the guy 2 tables over that looked like Fire Marshal Bill from In Living Color. And of course there were a couple guys who were hitting the punching bag in the corner to prove how much of a bad ass they were. Most of the time we played trivia and drank beer. Overall it was a good time. We spent about 3 hours there.
AD33 was ready to come back to my place to get some Swirl Love. It was about midnight when we arrived at my place. We had one more drink for a night cap and got naked. AD33 and I have always been on the same page sexually and this was no different. Once we were both satisfied, we feel asleep. I’m not sure what time it was, but it was late. Shortly after AD33 woke up to say, “opps… Sorry!” I sat up with a puzzled look on my face and said, “what the hell are you talking about?” She said, “I farted in my sleep and it woke me up.” I couldn’t help but laugh. If she had, I would’ve felt it (or so I imagined). We were spooning and her butt was against me. She didn’t think it was funny, but it was too late.
Once she drifted back to sleep, I couldn’t sleep. I wasn’t sure if that was a warning sign of what was about to happen later in the night. About a hour later she woke up again and said she had to go home. She couldn’t sleep well. After talking for a few minutes, she decided she was leaving. 
After she left, it made me wonder if this has happened to her before. Maybe she trying to avoid something worse. I know that we all have involuntary body functions that we can’t control, but I don’t remember this happening with another woman. I don’t remember hearing another woman have gas while in bed. Was it the wings and beer? Or was it something more?
Anyone else have a similar experience? Was it my laughter that made her self conscience? Or should we just avoid the wings and beer combo?
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