The following story is part of the "WAM Date" story set. All of the stories are based on real events, although the names of the young ladies have been changed to protect their privacy.

If you'd like to know how I came to be stood face-to-face with my Uni crush who was wearing no more than a very revealing red bikini and just three questions away from escaping a very messy gunging she had agreed to then read on!

Nicola and I had known each other for several years. We met in the first year of Uni and got to know each other well over the four years we were there. Nothing ever happened between us then, although I had a crush on her from the start and I think there were times when she saw me in a similar light too. We had several friends in common, grew to have quite flirty banter between us and definitely trusted each other considerably. We lost touch after Uni, which wasn't too surprising given that I moved away and she started a family. A shared train journey where we bumped into each other, almost quite literally, led to us reconnecting again about five years later.

When we met by chance on the train, it turned out we were both single. Nicola had started a family, but it hadn't worked out with her partner. It took us a few minutes to get used to seeing each other looking a little different (older?!) than we remembered from before, but her shoulder length brunette hair still looked as amazing as ever. She still had an attractive face, with high cheekbones and a pretty smile, so it was definitely great to be face-to-face with her again. We chatted for a while, swapped numbers, and agreed to meet up again soon.

We met up again about a week later. It was just a simple pub date for a drink, but that didn't stop Nicola wearing a smart pair of black trousers, a cute top that showed off her bare arms and shoulders, and a sexy pair of strappy wedge heels. She was without doubt the best-looking woman in the pub and I think she knew it too! I complimented her appearance and she smiled seductively. "I remember you always liked your women to be wearing heels". Good memory! "They look amazing on you" I confirmed. "I love wedges" she said, "they are so easy to walk in as well as looking good". This gem of information stayed with me and came in particularly helpful on another occasion. The only downside of the date? Nicola was about 30 minutes late, which had led me to think I'd been stood up! I kind of forgot about that once she arrived, but it gave me an opportunity for our post-date chat.

Our first decision was to agree to meet up again and we opted for the local Chinese that we used to frequent. "I hope you won't be 30 minutes late arriving this time!" I teased. "Ummm, you try getting ready when you are a parent!" Touché! Not that I was going to let that be an excuse (even though it was a valid one!) "You were always late for things, even before that!". "True!" she admitted. "Has no-one ever got you back for that?" I inquired. "It's one of my best features!" Nicola retorted. "Ha, I'll take that as a no then!". "Everyone knows my company is worth waiting for!". Nicola was really trying to wind me up! "Oh, it's definitely worth a 29-minute wait but I can't let you get away with the extra minute you subjected me to last time!" "Do your worst!" Nicola fired back. This was gold dust to me, and I don't mind admitting those three words alone turned me on.

"You asked for it!" I retorted, which was met with a tongue poked out emoji and the words "I know you won't be that mean!" The banter had always been good between us, so I knew I could take my time with the reveal. "Did you ever watch Live & Kicking on Saturday mornings?" I asked? "Of course" came her reply, "didn't everyone?!" "True" I laughed, "how much of it do you remember?" "Umm, celebrities, pop stars, cartoons, oh and Power Rangers! I always wanted to be the yellow one!" "Which popstars would you have wanted to meet?" I asked? "Probably A1 embarrassing, I know!" "Do you remember the competitions they use to run to meet them?" "Kinda, lol" she replied. "Tell me?" "I know where this is going!" she fired back. "Do you?!" "Yes! Something to do with slime!" Nicola wrote. It was worth the build up! "You did tell me to do my worst!" "Oh my god!" She clearly hadn't been expecting me to be that mean! Our conversation moved on and before we signed off, we agreed a date and time for our next date.

When I picked her up, Nicola looked amazing in a figure-hugging maxi dress and a sexy pair of court heels. Once we had finished eating, we both went back to hers. As Nicola poured us both a drink, I noticed the magnets on her fridge, which included a set of individual magnetic letters. (I'm guessing most of us had them on our fridges once upon a time?) I carefully arranged a slightly subtle "L&K" onto the fridge door. Nicola looked rather puzzled. "Not ringing any bells?" I asked. "Nope" she laughed, in the very cute, girly laugh she'd always had. I didn't have the right letters to spell the show in full, but with a bit of creativity I came up with "GUNDE" (there not being two G's!) Nicola still looked puzzled. "Is that Dutch?!" she asked. I laughed! Then realisation hit her. "GUNGE!" Nicola went wide eyed as she looked at me. "You didn't think I was going to let you off, did you?" "But how?!" she asked. "I came prepared!" I laughed. "I've got a few cartons of custard in my car just ready for you". (There were about 10, but I wasn't going to make it sound that much!) "Oh no!" came her response, clearly in shock. "You can't be serious?!" "100%" I smiled at her. "You asked for it, remember!" "Even if I wanted to, I can't". I paused to see what excuse she was going to come up with. "I'm seeing Kayleigh immediately after". Now as excuses go, this wasn't a bad one. Kayleigh was a mutual friend and not one who enjoyed waiting for a friend to arrive! As much as I wanted to see Nicola face the gunge, I didn't want to ruin her evening. I needed to come up with a plan!

"Okay, give Kayleigh a call" I told her. "Seriously?!" she retorted. "Yes!" I confirmed she and I need a little chat! Nicola looked reluctant, but eventually called Kayleigh and put the phone on speaker mode. "Hi Nicola!" Kayleigh answered. "Hi Kayleigh! Nicola just managed to say this without sounding too caught out. "Still on for tonight?" "Yes, of course! But I'm here with Jay right now and he wanted me to call you!" "Oh, hey Jay! How's your date with Nicola going?!" The cat was definitely out of the bag then! "Hey Kayleigh! We've had a fun evening so far, thanks! I was hoping to keep Nicola for another hour though, which will make her a bit late getting to you ". I left the news to hang in the air. "Ha, Nicola's always late anyway!" Nicola screwed her face up at Kayleigh's response, but she couldn't argue! "Yes, I know" I laughed. "That's kind of why I want to keep her a bit longer I have a plan that may just convince her not to be late again!" "How intriguing!" Kayleigh responded. "That would be amazing, so I'm find with one last late appearance!" Bingo! Nicola brought her hands up to cover her face and shook her head in disbelief. "I look forward to you telling me all about it later, Nicola!" And with that, Kayleigh left the call.

Nicola looked shocked, but she wasn't quite done with trying to escape yet. "I literally have nothing to wear for a gunging!" "How about that gorgeous dress you're already modelling?" I tried. "No. Way." It was worth a try! "How about a bikini then?" Nicola raised her eyebrows. "Is this just an excuse to see me wearing very little?!" "I'm not going to say no" I smiled. She didn't automatically say no, so I pressed the idea. "How about one of your bikinis from our Uni days?" "They're a bit small now " Nicola's voice trailed off, realising what she'd just said. I smiled widely. "That's perfect then!" Kayleigh groaned. "I'm going to feel too undressed!" "You can always slip a pair of heels on if you want to feel more dressed" I teased. I said this more in jest than anything, but by luck, I hit the jackpot. "These heels are actually not that great for walking in, so I was going to throw them out after tonight anyway " She waited to see the reaction this reveal was having on me, which seemed to please her! "I guess this is your lucky day" she said seductively, before slipping out to her bedroom.

I didn't waste any time. I went straight out to my car, brought the cartoons of custard in, and found a bucket in Nicola's kitchen. I had just finished filling the bucket with the last cartoon when the click-clack of Nicola's heels gave away her arrival. She looked amazing in a bright red bikini and her black heels. I'd seen her in the bikini before, but she looked even better in it today, with the bottoms fitting so snuggly around her bum and the slingback top creating a Wonderbra effect on her pert breasts! Nicola looked shocked at the full bucket, her eyes wide as she looked back at me. She was stunned into silence for a second, before trying one final escape tactic. "Wait, didn't they get a chance to save themselves on L&K?!" She had a point! But I hadn't come unprepared for this! "You're right, and it's only fair I give you that same chance. I'll ask you five questions and if you get three right, you win and get to stay clean!" Nicola thought about it briefly, but realising this was more of a chance than she had perhaps been expecting, she quickly agreed. Game on!

"Question 1 where did we first meet?" This was a bit unfair because she had definitely been drinking that night! Nicola guessed with the name of one of the clubs we used to visit her logic was right, but luckily her guess was wrong!

"Question 2 when was I first attracted to you?" This completely stumped her! "When we were in Ibiza?" she guessed? Not a bad guess, but a second wrong answer! "It was when you wore those leather trousers to Zizi's!" I let her know. "Oh, I used to love those!" she replied. "I hadn't realised you liked them so much too". "That's a shame if you knew that, you wouldn't be one wrong answer away from being gunged!" Nicola covered her face with her hands again, but she was giggling a lot, her shoulders shaking. She ran her hands through her hair as she looked up and smiled at me. "You don't get to gunge me quite yet" she stuck her tongue out at me.

"Question 3 what was my first car?" Without hesitating, she answered confidently "Seat Ibiza" and smiled broadly. Maybe that had been a bit too easy I had it at Uni and we went out in it a lot! I could give her one though!

"Question 4 what do Myleene Klass, Suzanne Shaw, and Sunetra Sarkar all have in common". This question had Nicola completely foxed, as I hoped it would. "Well, I know Myleene and Suzanne were both in HearSay, but I thought Sunetra was an actress in a soap?" Oh my god, I really don't know! Ummm, were they all in girl bands?" I was so glad this was the final question that Nicola got wrong. "Nope, I'm afraid not. And you're never going to forget the answer once you know it!" "Tell me" she said, a little reluctantly. "They were all gunged on L&K!". Nicola laughed hysterically at this. "You clearly want to do this to me WAY too much!" I did! And I wasn't going to risk her trying to escape again! "Any last words before I do?" "I'm so going to get you back for this!" she retorted, before screwing her eyes closed, hunching her shoulders, and waving her hands about it front of her rather helplessly. Did she have a secret WAM fantasy and had been learning lines from televised gunge victims?! I knew she didn't, but it didn't make her chosen words and less sweet. "In that case, I have to give you something to get me back for " and with that I tipped the bucket of custard up over the top of Nicola's head. The smooth, slimy yellow custard flowed perfectly onto her silky-smooth brunette hair, covering her locks with a slight dome of yellow gunge. The custard soon slid down onto her bare shoulders, her pretty face, and coated her perfect breasts, all while she laughed uncontrollably. Nicola ran her fingers through her hair, squealing an "ewwww" as the gunge squished through her hands. Without thinking, she wiped her face immediately after her hair, covering her delicate nose, pretty cheeks, and soft lips in custard. Was she definitely not copying reactions of televised gunge victims?! Still giggling at the feeling of being gunged, she asked seductively "I hope your going to enjoy licking all of this off me?!" I didn't hesitate in showing her just how much.