My coworker’s daughter [MF]

It’s been a couple of weeks since my last post, I’m trying to string things out a bit, as it pains me to say that I am running out of stories. For now though, the therapy session continues and thanks to all of you for reading and enjoying what I have had to say so far. This all happened 6 years ago, back when I started working at the previously mentioned furniture store. Yes, this story does overlap with one of my previous ones.

To the very end of my “patch” of the store was a small section dedicated to fully installed fitted bedroom furniture, with a representative on hand at all times. I got quite chummy with the women who worked this part of the shop, there were a couple of them that worked part time, all very nice. One in particular was a really friendly, petite little lady with jet black hair and had that sexy glasses wearing thing going on. If circumstances were different I would of quite happily gone along with any advances she made my way, but as it was, just harmless flirting ensued and nothing more.

A ridiculous sequence of events – Casual sex [m/f], casual sex [m/f] that lead to a threesome [mff] – Long!

My third story is a very random series of events, I’ll try not to waffle too much.

Me and my best friend used to work in the city, so naturally it became our regular place to have a night out. I was in my lower 20s at the time, young, dumb… you know the rest. We were out most Friday and/or Saturday nights, drinking the night away and looking for skirt. This one particular night I was particularly hammered and started pulling about a blonde girl who was a bit older than me, just groping on the dance floor nothing major happened that night. I woke up the next day and genuinely could not picture her face and remember much about her, but a bit later that Sunday I received a text from her, so we must of at least swapped numbers at some point. What followed were a pretty normal few weeks of occasional texts being exchanged. I had no burning desire to see this girl again as I couldn’t remember anything about her and the texts never got steamy or anything like that. One day at work I receive a text just straight up asking if I wanted to meet up for some fun, which is when my curiosity got the better of me. After all, I’d finally get to see what she looked like. The first meeting came around and it was typically awkward for two people that hardly knew each other. She was below average build, with some nice boobs. She was quite sweet, not the most intelligent lass but we had a giggle and it was all quite innocent. Eventually we hopped in the back seat and got down to business. Her boobs turned out to be less perkier than I was hoping and it was the first and only time that a girl has ever sucked my cock while I had a condom on. Those things can’t taste good.

The married cleaner [m/f] Long!

Okay so the first story went down well, it feels great, kind of addictive so I’ll carry on. Even though I have been over these events in my head since they happened all that time ago, writing it down here is almost like reliving it.

About 7 years ago I did a stint working in a furniture store, not a small place but a big open warehouse type affair. The place was mainly on the ground floor but had a second storey roughly a quarter of the footprint which sat above the staff room/offices etc. This is where I worked, selling beds and bedroom furniture. I know what you’re thinking, cliche “fuck someone out of hours on one the beds” type thing. Not this time. The cleaners were in every morning, they started before us then left off an hour and a half after we clocked in. The cleaning company seemed to go through staff like there was no tomorrow, but eventually we got a bloke and a woman who settled and seemed to be in it for the long haul. The woman cleaner was your typical female attention-seeking personality, loved to flirt with most of the male staff, very giggly and the jokes were often a bit smutty and full of innuendo. She was in her lower 40s, brunette, always well tanned, below average build but with fantastic breast,s which I discovered were fake but who cares right? She was married to a fella who worked offshore, two weeks off, two weeks on, and it was obvious the weeks that he was away, as her attention seeking ramped up significantly.

My ex-girlfriend’s Mum [m/f] Long!

Okay, I’m done lurking and want to put some of my stories out there into the world of Reddit, I hope you enjoy this first one, we’ll see where we go from there.

Small disclaimer – what I write is absolutely true, although happened around 10 years ago, so may be void of detail or depth in places. I am now in a happy long-term relationship, but before that, spent many years being comfortably single and enjoying myself for probably a 10 to 12 year period, which is when most of the escapades took place.