Straight Female / 60
GILF Confessing
Difficult knowing where to start!
I am a genuine mature mature!. Lived in London all my life.
Fell pregnant at an early age.
Told the dad who straight away told me it wasn't his.
(I only pretended to be hurt by that, but being honest,I was only hoping it was him. Later on I knew it was because my son looked so much like him!)
So I was left holding the baby,as it were.
Made my way from there.
One thing about bad reputations is they do follow you and guys were always offering me a punt (money) to have a go.
I had to make ends meet and to be honest charging for it was one way to have them form an orderly queue,if anything!.
And when you got friends' husbands and neighbours' husbands putting in an appearance,finding any excuse to make me an offer,I knew word was out!.
When I had a row with one of their wives, I decided I would take up an offer my pub's landlord made as a joke, that if I needed a room upstairs instead of working from home,he'd sort it out.
And that is what happened and I worked above a dozen north London pubs and at one parlour (Angels massage, Sterling Way N18,long since gone now)
I obviously met all sorts and became friendly with a good few.One or two ended up as live in boyfriends which was rare for me.
One bloke was Dave B. who was 6 foot 3 tall and I'm only 5 foot 2!.
He was the one who really opened my eyes,if you can believe that!. I had gotten wrong end of the stick and thought once he moved in,he'd want me just working as a barmaid still and not "on the game".
How wrong could I have been!!!?
No, once he moved in he wasn't shy in telling me to quit working as a part time barmaid and go not only full time as a working girl, but, to work from home(again) as well.
Can you believe I was actually shocked and I asked him if he was joking, but, by his face I knew that was "His thing"!!!. I had heard of guys like that, but, I'd not taken any bloke seriously before,the few that had said something along those lines before.
Dave really really opened my eyes,shall we say.He was the biggest bloke I'd ever been with as well.I was very submissive toward him from first drink we'd had together after he'd had a punt.So what he said, Goes, as far as me keeping him!.
He introduced me to Swinging.Showing me magazines called Silk Swingers and Experience. He wanted me to to meet and sleep with other guys and not charge them!.He wanted me to entertain his mates in a car park I had right across the road from where I lived!.He asked if I liked black men and I told him fact of the matter was that each pub I worked above I made a point to look for another pub closer to a more black area of London than I was living in.He loved me all the more after I confessed that!.
He would be away a lot sometimes with work. A week or so away here and there and he used to like to tell me to do something, then when he called me I was to report all I had done.I just loved reason he'd be wanking his massive prick was because I did as I was told to do.
He even told me to join a social club, for single parents called the gingerbread club.And I was to sleep with every bloke that attended!!!.He also told me to get in contact with my son's real dad and sleep with him.Which I did.(He was married, but, he fucked me in his car!)
He especially liked hearing when I had a friends' husband or when I once told him one of my son's (teenage) friends started flirting with me.One in particularly,James, was always trying to look up my skirt and even pinched my arse!!!.
Dave told me to "prick tease" him!!!.
Long story short there, once James was 18,I slept with him.It was almost made to be, because his dad and I used to date and when he told me his dad had told him what I was really like,it dawned on me that small world, his son and my son ended up mates at school!!!.
But, like his dad, he also kissed and told and I had them all around at my place,trying their luck!.
Dave and I split up, but, I am still in touch with James my son's mate, to this day.(He's married now as well!)
I am a genuine mature mature!. Lived in London all my life.
Fell pregnant at an early age.
Told the dad who straight away told me it wasn't his.
(I only pretended to be hurt by that, but being honest,I was only hoping it was him. Later on I knew it was because my son looked so much like him!)
So I was left holding the baby,as it were.
Made my way from there.
One thing about bad reputations is they do follow you and guys were always offering me a punt (money) to have a go.
I had to make ends meet and to be honest charging for it was one way to have them form an orderly queue,if anything!.
And when you got friends' husbands and neighbours' husbands putting in an appearance,finding any excuse to make me an offer,I knew word was out!.
When I had a row with one of their wives, I decided I would take up an offer my pub's landlord made as a joke, that if I needed a room upstairs instead of working from home,he'd sort it out.
And that is what happened and I worked above a dozen north London pubs and at one parlour (Angels massage, Sterling Way N18,long since gone now)
I obviously met all sorts and became friendly with a good few.One or two ended up as live in boyfriends which was rare for me.
One bloke was Dave B. who was 6 foot 3 tall and I'm only 5 foot 2!.
He was the one who really opened my eyes,if you can believe that!. I had gotten wrong end of the stick and thought once he moved in,he'd want me just working as a barmaid still and not "on the game".
How wrong could I have been!!!?
No, once he moved in he wasn't shy in telling me to quit working as a part time barmaid and go not only full time as a working girl, but, to work from home(again) as well.
Can you believe I was actually shocked and I asked him if he was joking, but, by his face I knew that was "His thing"!!!. I had heard of guys like that, but, I'd not taken any bloke seriously before,the few that had said something along those lines before.
Dave really really opened my eyes,shall we say.He was the biggest bloke I'd ever been with as well.I was very submissive toward him from first drink we'd had together after he'd had a punt.So what he said, Goes, as far as me keeping him!.
He introduced me to Swinging.Showing me magazines called Silk Swingers and Experience. He wanted me to to meet and sleep with other guys and not charge them!.He wanted me to entertain his mates in a car park I had right across the road from where I lived!.He asked if I liked black men and I told him fact of the matter was that each pub I worked above I made a point to look for another pub closer to a more black area of London than I was living in.He loved me all the more after I confessed that!.
He would be away a lot sometimes with work. A week or so away here and there and he used to like to tell me to do something, then when he called me I was to report all I had done.I just loved reason he'd be wanking his massive prick was because I did as I was told to do.
He even told me to join a social club, for single parents called the gingerbread club.And I was to sleep with every bloke that attended!!!.He also told me to get in contact with my son's real dad and sleep with him.Which I did.(He was married, but, he fucked me in his car!)
He especially liked hearing when I had a friends' husband or when I once told him one of my son's (teenage) friends started flirting with me.One in particularly,James, was always trying to look up my skirt and even pinched my arse!!!.
Dave told me to "prick tease" him!!!.
Long story short there, once James was 18,I slept with him.It was almost made to be, because his dad and I used to date and when he told me his dad had told him what I was really like,it dawned on me that small world, his son and my son ended up mates at school!!!.
But, like his dad, he also kissed and told and I had them all around at my place,trying their luck!.
Dave and I split up, but, I am still in touch with James my son's mate, to this day.(He's married now as well!)
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