Author: PretendPrint

My [M] friends Bobby and Laura [M/F] (tame)

Fresh out of high school, I worked at a local hardware store. One guy named Bobby came in regularly for nuts and bolts, odds and ends, he built little utility trailers and sold them. He was about 10 years older than my 19 at the time. Over a few months we got to be friendly, one day he invited me over since I was curious, he sold a lot of those small trailers. His shop was just a three car garage at home, and he sold them to resellers up in Portland, plus locally.

While I was there, he asked me if I wanted a beer, I wasn’t old enough to drink but hell yes, I wanted one. So, we went inside, he introduced me to his wife Laura. She was cute, she had on a tank top which came down to almost her knees and clearly no bra. Bobby sat off to my right in what was obviously his chair so I sat across from the couch as Laura brought in some beers. Then she went and sat across from me on the couch.

We were talking about everything, then she did that thing women can do, legs crossed at the ankles while sitting upright, knees splayed apart. Read more »

First [MF]swap [couples]ever

Our friends Sonny and Laura were over for a visit, we got together at least once a week, more in the Summer months and had for several years. Laura was a blonde, tall as women go and slender, close to flat chested, my wife Sherri was short at barely 4’8″, but she was very busty with a C cup. Sonny was a rugged looking guy, about my size but lighter than my 200#. All of us were in our middle 20’s.

We usually drank some, smoked some pot and played cards, sometimes darts in our basement, we used poker chips to bet. First loser in the games had to do chores, like mow the postage stamp lawns or wash the cars, silly stuff to keep it interesting. By bedtime, things often were rather drunk, and they would crash at our place. We had a 2 bedroom house, they lived in an apartment so we always used our house. Read more »

The time I [M] did a rubdown on this crazy [F] chick

I was fresh out of Massage therapy school, passed the exams, had that precious license in hand. I ran the ads, waited for the money to roll in, all of the ads for the college read “work when you want, as much as you want.” So, I expected clients to call.

They didn’t, it was two full weeks before I got my first client, a chubby 50 year old housewife with a bad back. I finally built up to having three regular clients, plus a few one timers, and was working in a parts store to make enough money to eat. Part of my problem was that I didn’t want to work with men, at first I actually did but after seeing a few erections slide out from under the drapes I got turned off on them.

Of course my work was completely legitimate, the college did a good job of explaining that any nudity beyond what was “normal” or any improper touch and there would go the expensive license plus off to jail. The real world of the massage profession and the image the ads designed to get us in school were two completely different things. Needless to say, I was getting discouraged. Read more »