Older guy who who sees humor in most everything, a sense of the absurd, a hidden dark side just waiting to be drawn out. Many short stories based on my own experiences.
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It depends on whether or not they're done and have gotten it ot of their system. I personally wouldn't want to know of anything really wild/terrible/way out there. I worked with a woman who enjoyed talking about all the things she and her boyfriend did. Don't think I'd want to be her next boyfriend knowing this.
I've had a number of encounters over the years, but nothing turned into sex. One young woman tried to give me a BJ but I was too nervous about someone walking in even though it was after hours. There was one young African-American lady that everyone was after since she had a killer bod. We would flirt a little bit, but nothing more. One day, about 5:30pm when most pewople had left. she calls me up and asked if I would come over and warm up her legs becasue she was freezing. Normally, I'd be more cautious, but she was hidden behind a wall and I knew her co-workers had already left. Well, I don't think warming up her legs was the ony thing on her mind. I sat on the floor in front of her and proceeded to rub her legs. I was able to see between her legs and she was wearing nada underwear. Once thing led to another and I ended up performing oral on her. A very memorable evening.
Well, not that it happens all that often, but I've had it happen at a party. I brought my girlfriend to this party and there were about fifty people there. Most of the people were in the back patio or in the living room. I went back to the kitchen, which was empty, to get another drink and this young woman, about ten years younger than me came up to me and pushed me against the wall, grabbed my crotch and did a lip lock on me. Now, I'm not a prude and I tend not to over-react, so I took it like a man, saw this smile/blush on her face, smiled back as she put a piece of paper in my front pocket, and retuend to the patio with my drink. The sad thing is - I never called her back (had thrown a way the paper since I didn't want my girlfriend to see it) and I couldn't ask the host who she was because the host was a friend of the person I brought with me. Damn she was nice, though.
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