The One That Got Away, Again! [MF]

The One That Got Away, Again.

This one went really really long, sorry but it’s a good tale of you can stick with it.

Back in my mid twenties I was working at a big box store over nights stocking dog food. Everyone else on my crew hates that job but it came with the best nights off to accommodate my second job of working in a bar DJing on the weekends. I didn’t mind the physical work and honestly it helped me drop a few pounds. (Not saying I got ripped… far freakin from it. I’m a big dude. Always have been and always will be.)

I somehow ended up matching break schedules with this very pretty reserved girl who worked in the office. She would come in on break and sit in the corner and read. Instant turn on for me. I have always loved nerdy girls, be it reading or comic books or just wearing glasses and playing with their hair.) Then one day, I was at break and she didn’t come in. Admittedly I was a little bummed out but what right do I have, he’ll I didn’t even know her name yet. As I was heading to the time clock to punch back in, we turned the corner at the same time.

[MF] Went to Bike Week and caught a case of dejavu

I have been a lot of things in my life and most were fun. I have worked on cruise ships; I have DJ’ed in college bars when it meant something to actually know how to mix records; I played division 1 college football; I have managed bars; I have managed concert venues with regional and national bands playing there; I have MC’ed wet t-shirt contest at biker rodeos and I have judged Tropicana swimsuit contests with modeling contracts on the line. Most of these were just routine jobs and some had some amazing fringe benefits. Some were believable and some to this day I, myself, have a hard time believing that they happened. I have noticed that I enjoy writing these stories down when I have a chance so I plan on trying contributing to my favorite subreddit more now that I can.

Went to visit my Sperm Donor and ended up screwing his new wife [mf]

I was raised by a single mother and never really knew much about my father. After graduating high school I set out to meet my father and get some closure. It took about 2 weeks for my aunt (his sister) to agree to give me his phone number.

I called a few times and then finally managed to talk to him. It was weird but whatever. So after another couple weeks of phone calls and this and that we decided I would travel to Arkansas to meet up with him and his new family. He had just recently been remarried for the 4th time and his new wife seemed nice enough.

The following week I drove the 12 hours to get to his house. His new wife was 32 and could have been the inspiration for The Commodores song Brick House. She is about 5 ft 7 with dark hair cut like Meg Ryan in City of Angels and big brown eyes. I would guess her tits were 36 d’s and 130 pounds. He had definitely out kick his coverage for a man in his early 50’s.

Bride Dance On The Head Table And Then Gives The DJ Head & More In The Parking Garage [MF]

Long time looker; First time poster. I am a DJ and have performed at hundreds of weddings. This story takes place in the summer of 2009. I got a Facebook message from an ex girlfriend who said she was looking for a DJ for a wedding. Red flag #1. So I inflated my normal rate by almost half thinking she would try to find someone else. She told me she needed to discuss this with her soon to be husband and she would get back to me. A few weeks later she texted me and said she wanted to reserve the date and that my prices were perfect.

When we met up for the final consultation before the big day, she came alone. Red Flag #2. We discussed the reception plans and all the formalities. And the. We started talking about the past and present. She explained to me that her soon to be husband is a “little older” & works out of town constantly. She was flirting but I played it off and kept it professional.