In the bathroom at the bar [M35ish/F22ish]

Resubmitted because I something seemed to go wrong last time. With writing my last, first post, I’ve realized writing up sexual memories is quite fun (but it’s harder than I thought to put your experiences and emotions into words). The overall positive feedback certainly helps, thank you for that. This happened two years back, and turned out shorter (it all happened in the space of a couple of hours).

I have an old friend that I studied with, who is pursuing a big-money career in London. Every time he visits back “home” inevitably means a night out with the old gang, those essentially being the only occasions I see anyone in that group. It’s nice to see them, but there’s a fine line between talking about what’s going on in your life and bragging, especially among guys In their 30s.

Sandrine, the shy pretty French girl or The crazy night I was the king of the conference [m/f, m/f]

Lurking in this subreddit has given me the idea that maybe I should give some back – after all I do have some real-life stories to share. This is a throwaway-ish account for obvious reasons. English isn’t my native language so please excuse any mistakes. Also, it’s long.

I work in in a creative field as a consultant, and I’ve reached a fair amount of success, to where today, a couple years shy of 40 I make very good money, work on global projects and travel a lot. It’s a little hard to relate to for me, because all I do is just make stuff up, putting words on paper basically is it.