Author: amithebaddie

The First Encounters – Three for one deal! [MF]

I didn’t want to leave anything out about this girl, so I thought I should go back and shed some more light on how things got started. If you’ve read [part one](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/aue9to/meeting_up_again_five_years_later/) (which has details about our first meeting), you’ll know that we fucked a few times before our five year reunion, and I thought you might like to hear about those.

As you know, we met through work, and you know that I was basically smitten with her from the moment I laid eyes on her. You know that I sent her a friend request, which she readily accepted.

Within the same day, we had gone from writing on each other’s walls, to private messages, to exchanging numbers so we could text. Since it was years ago, I can’t tell you the exact content, but it was some pretty heavy flirting. As I tend to do, I had made vague suggestions of her sending pictures, and it actually worked. The first was her in a black tank top. Her hair was dyed a pinky-reddish colour, she was wearing black rimmed rectangular glasses (the style at the time), making a silly face with her tongue out. Her face was chubbier than it is now, and her tits, bigger than where there are now at 32K, took up a lot more of the frame, the fabric stretched sheer, giving a perfect outline of their round shape, and giving just a hint of the bra beneath. All in all, very cute, but it left me wanting more. Read more »

[M]eeting up again, [F]ive Years Later

Hi readers. Here’s my first story. I realize it’s got quite a wordy intro, but context is important to me. I welcome any and all constructive feedback. She keeps promising me she will post her own version of the story, and I’ve even read part of it. Maybe you can encourage her in the comments.

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I’ve known her for a few years, after we met through work. We both worked for the same company, but at different stores, and I had to pick up a product from her store to transfer to ours. I drove over, and she was at the till. If I’m being honest, the first thing I noticed was her chest. It’s not always the first thing I check out (mostly, but not always), but you need to understand what the outfit was doing.

Let me try to paint a picture – we had recently replaced the uniforms, and these were button-down dress shirts. The ladies’ style was fitted, dark-grey, with three quarter length sleeves. Nice enough style, but the sizes seemed to go from “fit perfectly until you wash it the first time and then it’s meant for a doll”, to “hey little child, does your dad know your borrowed his shirt?” We worked in a commission-based, sales-driven environment, and she was self-aware enough to know what sells. Read more »