We had been undressing each other as we made out

As the final year exams came to an end, we had a father/son dinner on campus. My dad was an old boy of the college, so when he saw some of his old uni mates he ditched me to talk shit to them.

My friends and I sat around drinking and talking shit, and as the dinner came to an end, a few of the guys decided to head over to the women’s college, after the conclusion of their father daughter dinner.

I walked with my dad back to my room where we talked about the family, study etc. Dad made passing remarks on the state of my room, and how when he was in school he was always in the top 10% of each subject, blah, blah, blah. He was clearly shit faced, and as some of his old mates came by the room, he took it upon himself to have a bit of a get together in my dorm. After a few minutes, I said goodbye to him, grabbed a bottle of remy and walked out toward the women’s college.

When I arrived, everyone was trading battle stories about our dinners that night. As the night rolled on, I ended up chatting with this really hot chick from my marketing class. I’d had my eye on Ursula all year but I’d never mustered the nerve to speak to her before that night. We really started to hit it off, too. So I went to find some drinks for us to share. I came back with some piss poor kids drinks, you know the type: pre mixed in a bottle. She loved them. I just think they taste like Gatorade. After number six, she looked like she was going to pull up stumps, so I walked her to the bathroom. And after thirty minutes, she came out (a little red faced), saying it was nice of me to wait for her.

We headed back to the courtyard, and I have to say that I was on the ball--making her giggle. She was touching my leg and flirting. That’s when I busted out the Dutch pride, poured myself some remy, lit up a ciggie as we continued to chat.

After a few hours I suggested that we make a munchie run. But I told her that I had to stop by my place to see if my dad had left yet (so I’d know if it would be safe to bring her back to my room later…)

She waited outside as I ran in. I opened my roommate’s door and saw that he was asleep, and my room was empty so I ran back to the courtyard. Then Ursula and I walked to this late night pizza place, and headed back to my courtyard to eat. She was now drinking remy and coke while I was drinking it straight and getting very fucked up. By the time the pizza was done, the sun was coming up, and she turned to me and said, "all year you have been giving me the eye and not once have you said anything."

"Yeah I guess I’m just a little shy."

"Yeah, but sweet," she said as she leaned in and kissed me.

After awhile of making out, I got up and led her to my room. With the sun shining into the room I couldn’t help but notice how much of a mess my place was and I also saw my dad’s mobile phone in the charger. I didn’t think much of it, at the time as my mind was focused elsewhere. So, I directed Ursula to my bed where the deed was done, and we fell asleep—me with a huge smile on my face.

After a bit of a snooze, I walked out into the kitchen in my boxers, to find my mum, dad and three of his friends in my house drinking coffee and talking about how much of a great night they had.

Apparently dad had been too drunk to drive home, so he called mum to pick him up. Mum turned up and joined the rest for a few drinks, before heading out to "the look out" (back in the day, they swear that all the cool kids went there, but now it’s where serial rapists bury the dead). Anyway, they had a few drinks, watched the sun rise, had breakfast in the cafe then came back to loiter in my dorm.

I asked where Greg my roommate was, and my dad explained that "he came by last night to get a bottle of vodka, but he couldn’t stay because one the guys from the father daughter dinner had passed out in his room."

What? So when I had stopped in, it musta been some dad that I saw passed out in his bed.

My mind was a blur trying to come up with a plan to get Ursula out of my room safely, when dad turned around and said "yeah I think you may know his daughter: Ursula Pennington. She is doing a masters in marketing, maybe you have a class with her."

I turned pale, and hurried back to my room to think. Unfortunately, while we were making out, we were undressing along the way, so there was a trail of clothes from the hallway to my bedroom. I guess no one really noticed because my place was such a mess. But, all of her clothes were outside and her dad was next door!

Then the perfect idea came to me. I TXT Greg and pleaded with him to snag a bottle of sparkling from women’s college. Ten minutes later he walked into my room and handed me the sparkling. I explained to him the situation and my plan to get everyone in the courtyard for a champagne toast. Which would give Ursula a chance to grab her shit and leave.

I got everyone into the courtyard (except for Ursula's dad who was still asleep). In the middle of the toast, I looked up and saw a large man charging right at me.

Apparently, Ursula was getting dressed in the living room, when her dad walked out to find his semi-nekkid daughter in a boy’s college dorm.

I ran like a girl and University security had to be called to subdue her dad.

I never heard from Ursula after that. Thankfully, my folks kinda have a mental block on the whole night. And Greg got his girlfriend’s older sister pregnant, but that’s another story.