Have you even been caught in the act? Having someone (kids, parents, friends, police, etc.) walk in while you having some naked fun with your significant other?

Not quite sure if this qualifies as being "caught"..... While at the Poconos on one of our annual kids-free weekend with our usual crew of friends (and some family), my husband and I enjoyed the hot tub and then escaped off to our room for a quick moment alone. WELL, our friend (Ethan) who had a little too much to drink thought it would be funny to run into our room (stupid doors without locks, what were they thinking?) and jump onto our bed. He THOUGHT we wouldn't be already in the act but he was wrong. I don't think my face unblushed for the rest of the weekend.

I'd say the most memorable time that I got "caught" was with my first serious girlfriend. When we finished the basement of the house that I grew up in, my bedroom was to the left at the bottom of the stairs and originally my brother's bedroom was to the right. We then had a large room behind our bedrooms with outdoor access, bathroom, living room, fridge, washer/dryer, etc. In order to get to the living room area, though, you either had to use the outside door or you had to go through one of the bedrooms. Well, one day my brother and his friends came in and most of them went through his room to the living room area (quickest route.) One of his friends, though, needed to use the bathroom, which was on the side near my bedroom, so he just opened the door and walked into my room. He had a little surprise waiting for him on the floor in the middle of the room. He did an about face and turned around, but my girlfriend wouldn't let me get distracted. Something similar happened once when my mother came home one day. Walked downstairs, came in, complained about her day, and then asked me to help carry in the groceries. I wasn't even given the opportunity to slip out. That was kinda weird.

Oh yes... aged 18 I was caught by my girlfriend's mother in an "athletic" position with her daughter. Actually she was more embarassed than we were... and I had a secret crush on her anyway so I didn't mind...

did and I started dating when I still had a year of HS and he was entering his first year of college. That first Christmas break he came to stay with us for a few days and he and I went to a fairly out-of-the way place for some backseat lovin'. Well, apparently it wasn't quite out-of-the-way enough, as a couple of my classmates came through in a big pick-up with those bright spotlights on top of the cab. Oh, but it gets better...rather than rolling down the window to dispose of, ahem, something...did opens a rear door, bathing the entire interior of the car in dome light. So, needless to say, my classmates got a good show. When school resumed after break I got ribbed by a couple of the guys. Thank god there were no camera phones back in late 1990.