We were bored at a house party and he took the concept of getting into my pants literally.
No - It was a dare and we just ended up keeping them on. He looked marvelous in that corset.
It all went wrong when we decided to go for a walk. I wasn't a great area but we were a bit pissed.
Long story short we were mugged and attacked by a gang. DH ended up on the ground being kicked repeatedly in the face, head, and back by these 10 massive guys who didn't show any sign of stopping even though he wasn't moving.
So I threw myself upon him and took the blows until a car came and made them scatter.
Oh, and we had just had our first kiss moments before this all happened.