[MF][Drunk][Voy] Time for a change. (PART 1)

I opened my eyes. The ceiling was painted eggshell white and light by the early morning light. Cautiously I turned my head to the left, to look out my bedroom window. I saw plants partly obscuring a view of a wooden fence. A fence I hadn’t seen in fourteen years.

It worked.

I sat up slowly, looking around my room. It was a mess. An old desktop computer with a CRT monitor, a brick of a TV and a PS2. Where did I keep my phone? On the computer desk? Yes, there it was, an old Nokia. I tried to check the date but I couldn’t immediately remember where to look so I just turned on my PC.

It booted Windows 98. After a longer than usual wait I checked the date. March 5th, 2004.

It worked. I couldn’t believe it, it actually worked. Not even 10 minutes ago I was in 2018, now I was in 2004.

When I’d signed up for the study I’d just been needing money. I was a 32 year old college drop out bouncing from job to job, either in fast food or retail, no real goals, no future, a lot of burned bridges and no motivation to repair any of them.

The story of how I cheated on my gf with my bestfriend [mf] [xpost] [part 1]

Hey everyone, I’ve been a lurker here and have encountered some really great stories so far. I just want to share my own stories for the fun of it. So here goes nothing. This one’s about my best friend at the office. She and I both started working in a small office back in 2010. She was a secretary, while I was a junior associate at that time. Since 2010 until 2015, we really just thought of each other as best friends or siblings, what with me having a girlfriend, and her having a boyfriend.

Everything changed in the summer of 2016. Our office had our annual summer outing, and at that time she had broken up with her boyfriend, while I was still in a relationship with my girlfriend. Since we were best friends, we often spent time together at the beach and during the activities. Since our summer outing was for 4 days and 3 nights, we often found ourselves sitting on the beach, hanging out and drinking the night away.

Poker Party Favor – Part 3 [Str8, MMMMf, D/s, Oral, Group, Exh]

Shy took a few moments before coming around the corner into the visible portion of the kitchen, then she too grabbed a fresh bowl of pretzels and brought them in. Her eyes were unfocused, and she trembled a little.

Since I’d missed a hand, Shy’s panties were going to Kevin or Dave, the last two left. Dave won and happily raked the well traveled panties in front of him. He picked them up, stood and gave Shy a grin, waving them like a flag to draw her to him. Having seen what his friends were getting away with, Dave sat back down and pulled her along with him. I could see his hands fumbling beneath the table and then he reached up and grabbed her hand, tugging it to his lap. Since he was right next to me at the table, and Shy was on his right, I had a good view to her hand slowly moving back and forth. Dave had a big grin on his face as he went to deal.

“My luck’s changing boys…I can feel it.” He told us. He leaned over and whispered something into Shy’s ear and she nodded to him.

A confusing encounter with g/f’s mother [MF]

*Warning: Long story before I get to the good stuff, As odd as it is, it definitely happened as accurate as I can recall.

Around 1997 I dropped out of college because I had a lot of transportation issues and was out of state and decided to go straight to work. I made a lot of friends there that I was still hanging out with for a couple years after I dropped out. at that age (22 I think) I was somewhat quiet and obedient type of person, not shy just not a talkative person. I met a girl at the dorms there and she just started that year and was living at home. I’ll call her Laura in the story to not reveal her real name as she may read this for all I know.

The first time I went to her house, Laura introduced me to her mom with the “this is my mom” type introduction but after saying hi, she kinda did the glance thing as she walked by and her mom would never say anything, not hi…nothing. She was hanging around of course just never said anything. Felt awkward but I always felt awkward around older adults anyway, probably from a life experience of adults telling me what to do or yelling at me as I never had an older friend growing up.

Daughter’s carpool [MF][Cheating][public]

Carpool to elementary school.

This sort of thing never happens especially if are not single, but the events I am sharing are completely true… and the way it all went down was crazy. This happened a little over two years ago. My daughter usually had a ride to and from her elementary school, but due to scheduling conflicts I had to help run the kids for a couple of weeks. Some days I would drop off and some days I would pick them up just depending on what was needed. I didn’t mind the change of pace and my work situation is such to easily accommodate it.

Few days into my carpooling time, I just dropped off the kids at school and was on my way to the office. I was driving a lifted pickup truck at the time. I was a few miles away from the school. I am usually looking around and seeing what is going on around me. I am just that way. Anyway, I pass someone in a SUV driving the same direction as me in the lane next to me. She looks back at me. I notice she seems cute. Dark hair, mid 30’s, but hard to tell much else. As we are looking at each other for a second, she breaks out in a big smile and I smile back. We look at each other a couple more times, but she is turning right and I am heading straight. I thought that was a nice moment. Something that was a little amusing. I thought about checking missing connections on craigslist, but never got to it.

The disciplinary meeting [MF] [job, ds, exhib, humil, nc, reluc, rough, Fsolo, Msolo, voy]

I page you to my office, interrupting your daydreaming at your desk. You gather your papers, in no real hurry, and lock your cabinets. Walking along the hall, your heels click on the tile floor, navigating the attached loops of rooms to the first floor.

You knock on the door, and I beckon you to enter from my desk, my silhouette backlit from the rows of large windows behind me. “Please, have a seat,” I command, barely glancing up from my computer monitor at the corner of my desk. I make several clicks and then turn to face you. “I called you down here today because it has come to my attention that there were several… pornographic pictures of you discovered on your company issued laptop. You do realize that everything saved to computers that are owned by this company is backed up on our server, correct?” I tilt my head down, looking at you over the wire frames of my glasses.

[M]assage therapy never [F]ails

Going along with this sub-reddit, which i enjoy, I’ll share some more stories from the archives, REAL stories, some may find appealing, some may find, “eh.”

It is a cold fall night, and i am bored and just bored, not mention i am horny as ever. This is before i began feeling comfortable going out to the bar by myself, which now i do, i mean shit the first time i did i got lucky. But that is not this case. Usually i like to go to a public area and just see who is around, or who i can talk to, like the casino or grocery store (yes i’ll actually play games or do some bs shopping). Tonight became a different case, for where i live, which isn’t far from a popular strip of prostitution (wasn’t going that route tn), I went online just scrolling my night away until my eyes shut. Everything seemed hopeless until a female i grew up with had posted, at like one in the morning, she wanted a massage. For the sake of this story, I’ll name her Tiana.

The first meeting.

I was jittery and nervous leading up to our meeting. We had only talked online and over text messages and the thought of finally meeting him in person was halfway exhilarating and halfway nauseating. We made plans to meet up for a casual beer in a local pub and in the hours before I thought about cancelling at least three times. I composed text messages over and over, but each reason for cancelling seeming ridiculous and cheap, so I decided to go. I wanted to wear something that seemed like I wasn’t trying too hard, but I wanted him to be able to see the suggestion of my curves through my clothes. I settled on my best pair of jeans that hugged my body in all the right places and a white v-neck tee shirt that wasn’t low cut enough to seem too slutty but hinted at my nice tits. I wore my favourite matching bra and underwear in case the night lead somewhere exciting. I hoped it would if he looked anything like his photos.

Teased and Dominated [MF]

I secretly have a crush on my best friend. I won’t go into that much here, but I will tell you that she is hot. She’s a funny, caring, geeky, beautiful, blonde with a great personality. We’ve been friends since we were eleven and I just haven’t been able to confess to her at any point in the last decade or so how I feel. She’s been with the same guy for at least six years now and as far as I know is completely straight so to avoid ruining the friendship, I keep my mouth shut. At least, when I’m around her…

One night, I confessed to my boyfriend how attracted I was to her. He was interested, asking if I’d ever do anything sexual with her given the chance. Being a bit shy about the topic, I clammed up. It became pretty obvious that I would leap at the chance to get into bed with her. Greatly amused, and I think slightly turned on, my boyfriend has used this bit of information to get me worked up a couple times. Had I known I was going to start hanging out with this friend a few times a week as opposed to once a month (busy schedules cleared up a bit), I would **never** have told him about it.

Losing my V-Card [MF]

When Jackie and I first started dating I was upfront about my status of being a late term virgin. Besides one short moment of doubt, she was very understanding. We progressed from making out, to manual stimulation, to oral pretty quickly with me usually being the aggressor, but this is the story of the first time we went the full distance.

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“Hey, do you want to go to Jennifer’s going away party tonight? She said she’s breaking out the good booze.” Jackie texted.

On my way home from a business trip, I was eager to do anything with Jackie. The past few weeks since we started dating had been a whirlwind of exploration and new experiences. “Sure, I’ll come straight to your place from the airport, but I’ll need to freshen up.”