Motorcycle babe [fm]

Dave again.

This was in my early 20’s

Not the sequel to [Grudgefuck](https://redd.it/7ccr2j), you’ll get that when I’ve finished polishing it.

I had ridden my motorcycle interstate on holiday to attend a motorcycle meetup/show and catch up with friends. The meetup had a bunch of show bikes, parts and accessories manufacturers, dealerships and everything else motorcycle related.

I had arrived at the site – pretty much just a large parking lot in an industrial estate. The event wasn’t quite in full swing, being just after lunch, but it was busy. I parked my bike, locked my helmet on and hoped my camping gear didn’t walk off. But seriously, it was a couple of tarps, some rope, a roll up self inflating mattress, an army style mess kit and some extra clothes and bathroom supplies. Nothing I would worry too much about if it went missing.

I started walking around looking at the bikes, having a chat to people when I found something interesting.

Grudgefuck [mf] [bdsm]

I’m Dave and I want to share the experience I had with Kellie (even that spelling makes me angry!)

Kellie was a project manager at a customer site I worked on; we both worked for the same provider on the same project. She was hot and a complete bitch. She stood around 5ft6 in heels, decent sized tits, probably a bit too big for her frame, shoulder length chestnut dyed hair which she liked to put a loose curl in, blue eyes, arched eyebrows and resting bitch face. Even when she smiled, she looked like a bitch.

She got shit done, but managed to rub everyone the wrong way in the process. She was abrupt, demanding and gave no quarter. The project we had been working on had been fairly arduous with a few roadblocks which just could not have been foreseen, still, we managed to get the project done on time.

We had finished up the project and were in the bar near the serviced apartments the company leased for the project. The account exec had put his card on the bar, so we were having a few drinks to celebrate the successful end of the project.

The hotel girl [mf]

Hi I am [Dave](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/79g503/the_helpdesk_girl_mf/). This happened in my early 20’s. By this time in my life I had a shaved head and a goatee. I was regularly going to the gym, was doing a martial art and was enjoying helping a friend continually restore his old car, so I was in really good shape.

I had been sent interstate for work, and was staying in a hotel near the airport. My work was close by, no more than a five minute walk away. It was really political; I was brought in to consult and assist with a controversial project, and a number of managers weren’t having it. I was working long hours and it was exhausting.

Friday night around 8pm, and I headed out from work to the bar in the hotel to grab something to eat and maybe a couple of cheeky drinks before retiring.

I was wearing black slacks, my favorite black boots and a white business shirt, with the sleeves rolled up over my forearms. I have pretty big forearms and there wasn’t much fat on me, so the veins were quite visible on my forearms and my hands, which had quite a few calluses and scars from years of working out, messing about with engines and sparring.

Two metal chicks. [FFM][light bdsm]

Again, I am [David](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/79g503/the_helpdesk_girl_mf/).
This is another experience I had when I was younger. This happened when I was 19, studying and working part time. I had gone to a night club which was having a metal night with a group of friends. They had a bunch of local and cover bands playing. I was wearing pretty much what I always wear, a pair of jeans, in this case black, a pair of heavy boots, and a t-shirt which was also black.

The club was pretty large, being made of three floors. The first two floors were an arena, the bottom floor had a large stage with a dance floor, some lounges and two bars. The second floor was pretty much the same as the bottom floor, but rather than the stage and dance floor, there was a big gap so you could see the dance floor and stage. It was littered with high tables and bar stools and a bar.

The third floor was separate and contained a smaller dance floor, a dj booth, a bar and couch style seating. This floor was more for chilling out.

The helpdesk girl [MF]

My name is David; I’m in my 40’s now and in a long term relationship. When I was single in my late teens through to mid twenties, I had a pretty wild time. I’ll share a few stories here. Names have been changed, but generally these are what happened. I’m a little taller than average, being around 6 foot 1. I was quite active in my teens, boxed in a few amateur bouts and did a bit of kk and went to the gym all the time. I enjoy messing around with mechanical things and wrench on old cars and bikes. I grew into a fairly burly man. I am very good natured and gregarious. I love a laugh, and few things worry me. My biggest problem is that I tend to say what I mean and don’t really filter it. I’m not mean, but sometimes I just stick my foot in it.

Other stories I’ll post if there’s any interest… or maybe just anyway: two metal chicks; being a wingman to a lesbian; sexual harassment aka the other helpdesk chick; campground threesome; hot marketing lady; the chef; data centre chick; the hotel girl; belated birthday present; tattoo shop apprentice