How did you meet your DP's parents?

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Pointless post other then curiosity and the fact I'm bored and stuck upstairs at the moment.
But my lovely almost in-laws reminded me the other day of the first time I met them, which I'd much rather they forget.

Me and Dp were FWB at the time and had been for a while. We had a shared group of friends and usually we'd be out together and go back to one of our houses usually his as his parents went to their caravan every weekend. This night I was out with other friends and we'd text a bit through the night and I asked if I could go back to his. He said of course and was waiting by the front door when I got there. No mention at all that his parents were in.
We did our thing and went to sleep. Next morning I wake up and he's not in bed or the bathroom, so downstairs I go to find him. I'm wearing his t shirt and my underwear that's all, their kitchen/dinner is L shaped and you walk in on the narrower kitchen side so some of the dining room is hidden round the corner. I go in and he's making me a cup of tea and so I go up behind him and say something quite suggestive and rude, don't need to say what. But he turns round quickly and quite shocked and says "Girl, this is my mum and dad" and there are his mum and dad sat on the sofa at the other side of the room. I ran back upstairs and it took us going out properly for a few months before I'd dare show my face there again

Similar to you except I knew that they were there and was fully dressed

Hungover in a service station

When they visited DP after we'd moved in together. We'd only been together a month though.

We’d been together about 3 days! He lived in a flat share, his mentioned his parents were coming to visit. He didn’t mention/or know when- they just showed up one Saturday afternoon when we were in bed (I will forever thank his flatmate for stalking and distracting them). Wear ge really had t mentioned is that they actually lived 200 miles away and were staying over.

I was drunk!
Dh and I had only been together a few weeks and he was off doing a sponsored event that was fairly physical for a few days and I had arranged to meet him at the end of it. We don’t live close to his family or a lot of our friends so I was meeting a lot of his friends for the first time too. I’d asked if he thought his parents would turn up as a surprise to meet him at the end and he said no. He had been keeping me updated with their eta and I had found a weatherspoons near the meeting point. I’d had a few wines when he gave me like 5 minutes notice that actually they had called and they were there too. So the found out he had a new girlfriend, that she was a little drunk and that she had three children all in a very short space of time. They took it all very well including my attack of uncontrollable giggles at dinner and even gave me more wine. I knew I was going to love my mil when fil asked that night if I wanted a small or large glass of wine and she answered for me that I wanted a large one

I got invited round to their house to meet them. His Mum called me by his ex's name. Then I had to meet his Nan who dragged me off to her bedroom and proceeded to get undressed in front of me to change into her night clothes. She grilled me about my parents and when she established that they were divorced she proceeded to claim that my Dad must be a layabout who had no input with me.

My Dad actually raised me and is very successful in his industry.

I don't really get on with my in laws.

I knew DP's mum before I knew him! She introduced us (small religious community...)

I went to stay at DH's for two months one summer, working in his country. We overlapped at the end of the summer by a week. A very long boring lonely week of me sleeping in the office on a fold-out bed.

We'd been together 9 months.

Slightly different but I remember meeting them on Skype for the first time and they were lovely...my boyfriend however had Skyped them to tell them about me for the first time and after he told them his mum casually let out that her three best friends were also in the room - she hadn't had a chance to warn him

He was mortified and still goes red when he thinks about it now

DH took me to their house for the weekend. (obvs not DH then).

DH met my father over dinner in town and we went to my mother and step father's for the W/E. Mother got arsy because he had met father first.

My neighbour threatened me and I went to stay with them for a couple nights (DP lived at home), had only been together a few weeks.

DP came with my to stay at my parents for Mother's Day about a month later I was already pregnant and wanted them to meet before we told them

Despite the unconventional meeting. I have to say I love Dp's parents and I've always been made to feel very welcome.
I still can't quite fathom why Dp never mentioned they were home, other than he thought I maybe wouldn't want sex if I knew they were in the next door room. I guess that's probably the only reason he needed.

Before I'd walked in on them Dp's dad had asked him if he had company as he'd heard someone come in, I've convinced myself almost that was all they heard that night. Dp had said, yes but please don't make a big deal about it or embarrass me. I really like her but she's only wanting something casual at the moment. Then I walk in hardly dressed and making rude suggestions.

Dp claims they said "she seems really nice" after, but I'm pretty sure that's not what they were really thinking!

I went round to DH’s mums and we had a Chinese together just us, it was lovely because I felt like we were friends and I was worried we’d hate eachother. I met DH’s dad when we turned up to the same gig on accident

Dp met my mum when he'd come to look after me when I was poorly. He'd text to ask if I was going out and I'd replied I was really unwell and at my mums. He'd asked if my mum was looking after me and I'd said no she's out. He turned up at the door unannounced with a bag of goodies just as my mum was on her way out.
She said something like "oh so your the guy" she knew I ha a FWB thing going on. Then said "you better take good care of my baby" he said that's why he was here. The next morning he made both me and my mum a bacon sandwich. He definitely made a better impression on her than I did on his parents.

He met my dad drunk in a pub. Typical of my dad he did the whole you better look after her, protective dad bullshit. I'd not seen him for months at that point and we ran into him by chance.
Dp was polite and bought him a drink and when we left he said "sorry, but your dad is a idiot".

DH’s parents are long divorced but get on reasonably well. I first met them at DBiL’s wedding - in fact, up to that point, I’d only met his DD (adult) so it was a bit of a baptism of fire meeting almost all the rest of the family on such an occasion. We’d been together about 2 1/2 months by then and he’d moved in the week before.

Worst bit of the day was getting a call from my mum to say the respiratory consultant who was looking after my dad was referring him to the haemoncology team as they believed his decline in health could have been something more sinister than previously believed and we ended up leaving as I was very upset (DM didn’t know we were at a wedding or wouldn’t have phoned me!!)

Only met mine when engaged, four months after I'd met their DS
They fed me a pile of smoked salmon which I loathe and chomped my way through it. I had flu starting on journey to them and spent next 2 days in bed with lemsick
What a catch I must have seemed but still here 27 years later----

We were still teens. He asked if I wanted to come to his house for supper.

We were living at the other end of the coutnry and flew home so I could meet them. The plane was delayed, then there was a crash on the motorway so our planned lunch was delayed. We finally arrived in the evening and now-DH said we would just go out into the village and see what was open and have dinner. Nothing was open except the pub (DHs dad - who was quite a dignified, upright sort of man- said disapprovingly; 'I have NEVER stepped foot in a pub before'. So we went to the pub with his parents glowering and had a grim meal and then the evening entertainment started...which was a very very camp drag act that featured dildos and all sorts. We all sat in stunned awkward silence, then took his parents home and we went to a B&B.

Next day we went around for brunch and bonded over how bad the evening had been, how stressed we all were and how I was trying to make a good impression and so were DHs parents and it all went comically to pot.

We got on great ever since. :)

We went to stay for the weekend after we’d been going out about a month. They were having afternoon tea on the lawn as we arrived. They’ve always been utterly lovely to me.

DH met DDad in his boxers when we’d been going out a week. I was living in a flat they owned (student) and left at 4am to fly to a wedding. Gave DH the key and said ‘lock up when you leave and by the way DDad is coming this afternoon.’ Only DDad turned up at 9am...DH heard a clattering, assumed it was an intruder and went to investigate. DDad apparently stuck out his hand and said ‘I’m xxx, and you are?’.

I was 24. My DDad never mentioned it to me but did say to DM ‘I think I’ve met the latest’. They went out for curry two weeks later when I was again away. My DDad was a star.