(M)y lovely night with the shy (f)emale waitress.

Hi all, here's a little background on myself so you can picture what I look like. I'm a 6'1 205lb shaved head white male. More on the side of stocky//muscular but slightly chubby still ( broad shoulders and big arms/chest from weekly lifting session at the gym the past 4 years ) but also have a good bit of fat ( okay well 20% isn't probably good ).

Last year I got a job helping manage a small hotel up north in the United States. I had been working there about 4 months and the GM//owner decided to open up a restaurant in it – waitresses galore! Right!?

As started our round of interviews, myself , the GM and assistant GM interviewed this one girl – Erica. She was your average white girl – 5'5, average face, blue eyes, probably 140-150lbs ( not a flat stomach but just enough padding there to look attract myself ) , and in her mid-20's. The thing that stood out most to me was her long sunny blonde beautiful straight hair. You could tell it was natural and very straight, it came down to her upper back. Usually women's type of hairstyle doesn't do much for me – but this woman's hair gave her like 3 or 4 more points on the attractive scale.

Had the (M)onday blues until I picked up a MILF off of PO(F)

After a breakup with my girlfriend, I found myself searching through the endless profiles on PlentyOfFish.

I'm just an average guy – 6'1 ,200lbs military look. ( check my post history for a pic if you curious )

" Hey this one looks new " I thought to myself, she was on the newest users part of the search bar. " 41 years old, female. Yeah I've always wanted to fuck a woman that old. No body pics though and the profile says she's " average " , probably fat. Man that would be sweet if she was decent looking, guess I'll just message her ass " I convince myself.

(M)entally unstable work friend lets (M)e bang his (F)iancée.

Hello GWS. It's been a few months since I last posted a story , and although it didn't do too well, I had tons of fun writing it and sharing it with the internet.

It was a cold dark night. My cell-phone buzzes as I'm sitting ass on my PC at home. It's Blake; the psycho sex addicted weirdo from work. " Dude come over tonight, you won't regret it ".

I had been working with Blake for a year at a restaurant while in-between jobs. Blake was a smooth-talker with all the ladies at the restaurant, hooking up with multiple waitresses and women that worked at the mall nearby in turn making all the other dudes look like amateurs. He was a very average looking guy, probably 5'9, short hair, green eyes, not in shape but not out of it either. He had a way with words and body language, to this day I think he was the only natural pick-up artist I have met in real life. But he was also kind of psychotic , getting in fights all the time and been arrested too.

I'm a 6'1 215lb slightly muscular white guy with a shaved head ( military reserve ).