i don’t really have one but i’m sure some of your have really good ones! The most embarrassing thing i did was tripping on the way to the bed while naked.
Worst on my end was one time in college, living in the dorms (had my own room) I had my girlfriend at the time blindfolded and tied to the bed when I suddenly really, really, really had to take a leak. Like really amazing, right that second, so. So I was forced to excuse myself and grab my robe and head for the bathroom. Luckily, she took it in good humor and waited it out 
Cramps, undoubtedly.
“Sorry, I,ve just got a cramp…perhaps if you could just rub the back of my leg…sorry, no it’ll pass in a minute…this doesn’t normally happen to me, you know.”
We once broke my boyfriend’s bed. I also once fell off the bed (and narrowly avoided cracking my head on the dresser) while dismounting. My boyfriend almost decided to take a picture of me while sprawled on the floor recovering. Blech.
lol, we’ve done the breaking of the bed also lol
First week I moved into a dorm, one night I had to use the restroom. So I decided to get out of bed and do the business. Only problem is that I forgot that I had the top bunk and expected the ground to be right there at my feet. I ended up falling like a ton of bricks with legs collapsing beneath me.
Not only embarassing, but hurt like a son of a bitch.
Colin
A preface: 1) My bedroom used to be my parents’ bedroom before i was born - when they moved my sister & me in, they moved the lock to the top of the door so us small fry couldn’t accidentally (or on purpose) lock ourselves in. Why they didn’t just take it off, I dunno.
- I share a phone # with the internet (as opposed to the house #). One extension in my room, one in the computer room.
So one day when I was 16, I was engaged in coitus with my then-boyfriend - he’d locked the topofthedoor lock. My sister was a few rooms away, watching TV. Suddenly, my phone rings…
“Don’tgetitdon’tgetit”, says he. “If I don’t get it,”, I said, “sister dear’s gonna, then she’s gonna try to come in & ask why the hell I didn’t get it & wonder why the door’s locked”. My sister was 14 at the time, but a bit naive.
So I answer. It’s my freaking ex-boyfriend (who was then dating my best friend - ok by me). He never called me, I dunno why the spirit moved him right then. I rushed his ass off, told him I’d call in 20 minutes.
When I did, he asked why I’d sounded so out of breath…I told him he didn’t want to know & he got the picture.
Another time, in college, I was having an encounter…At one point we knocked something over, made a huge crash. My next-door neighbor knocked & asked if I was allright 
I told her I was fine, but I had company right then. “OH! Sorry!”, she said. I told her it was fine.
I saw her the next day & she apologized ‘for interrupting’. I told her it was cool, that I was glad to know I had a neighbor who cared whether I fell & killed myself.