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a post, a flash, and a friend. A story that was inInspired by actual events. One night, I was meeting some friends in another town about 30 minutes north of me. I had some extra time on my hands, so I decided this would be a good opportunity to post something I’d be looking to try for a couple months, just needed the right time to do it. I posted an online personal in a casual encounter site. All I wanted was to find a female willing to flash me, then we’d drive on. A quick, anonymous encounter. She’d tell me where to go, and what she was driving and I’d tell her when I’d be there. I posted my ad, and got on my way. The first few replies I got were the expected spam that really had nothing to do with what I was looking for, but automatically send to any m4w post. Then I got a real reply (I was surprised as you are). “I have a 34B chest. They’re kind of small, but if you want to see them, I’ll be in the back of the hardware store parking lot on Madison. I drive a blue hatchback, the license plate starts with 7G7. When will you be there? As soon as I saw “kind of small” I immediately thought I was going to find a tranny waiting for me, but hey, nothing ventured, right? I sent my reply that I would be in that area in 10 minutes. It was only a few blocks away from where I was meeting my friends, so it was quite convenient. I pulled into the parking lot. It was one of those big box kind of hardware stores with the big parking lot and orange everywhere. I saw a blue hatchback in one of the far rows from the store and as I got closer I saw the license plate and it was a match. She was pulled thru a space and had one space on her driver’s side for my SUV. I was going to be slightly higher in my seat, so I should get a good viewpoint. And then I realized, it was one of the friends I was meeting. When I saw blue hatchback, I didn’t even think it might be her, even though I knew that was the kind of car she drove (but, there are so many of them out there). She spotted me so I had to swing to her car. I made something up quick. Especially with the slight panic that had appeared upon her face. “I saw you from the main road there, are you lost?” I asked. She replied, almost as quick “I was just double checking the address, I know it’s around here, but I’ve never been to kaçak iddaa this bar before.” “Want to just follow me?” I knew I had blown my chance to see a nice set of tits, but I must have been convincing because she didn’t act like I was suspicious to be there and decided to follow me. I could see her messing with her phone while we drove. I soon got a message in my email. “I’m so sorry, but something came up and I won’t be there. I can meet you tomorrow if you want. Here’s a pic to try to make up for it.” Attached was a pic she must have had on her phone. A bare chest pic she took in a bathroom mirror. Her tits were lovely. Pretty much as I’d imagined them anytime we’d be hanging out with everyone, with slightly smaller, but pinker nipples. She’s not a close friend, more a friend of friends I hang out with, although we have plenty of conversation and if we’re the first to arrive, it’s never awkward. I didn’t quite know what to reply with and didn’t want her to see me typing something back, hitting send and her receiving something right away. I put my phone in my pocket when we parked and headed inside. We had our drinks, played some pool and ate some food with everyone. It had been a while since we’d hung out as a group, so the conversations went long and the night didn’t really end until after last call. I had stopped drinking a couple hours before, and went to my vehicle. I pulled out my phone and had one more look the pic that had downloaded to my phone, then deleted it. I checked my inbox, and realized I forgot to pull my ad. There were two more replies. One was obvious spam, but the other could have gone either way. “Hey, I’m in that area at a hotel for business and will be up late. You can come see what I’ve got here.” She included her stats. My guess was prostitute, but since I was wrong about tranny, I figured I’d reply and see if she was still up. I wrote, “Hey, sorry this is such a late reply, I totally forgot to pull my ad. If you’re awake and still interested in giving me a peek, I’m about to leave the bar to head for home.” I hit send and waited. I pulled open my GPS and did a search for hotels. There were four hotels about 5 minutes away and one hotel about 10 minutes in the other direction. I decided to play the odds and head toward kaçak bahis the group of four hotels. Since it was late, there wasn’t any traffic and all the lights were either green, or turned green as I pulled up to them. Only took me about 3 minutes to get there. I checked my inbox and she had replied that she was still up, but wasn’t going to head outside at this hour. She said she would flash me from her window. She told me where to park and to send an email when I got there. It worked out that I was at the right set of hotels. I pulled around the back of hers and parked on in a space that could best see her room. The light was on in the room she said she was in, so that was a good sign. The space was only about 15 feet from the window, so I’d have a pretty good look, even if she wasn’t going to come outside.I turned off my headlights and left the parking lights on so she knew which vehicle was mine. I sent “I’m here” in an email, set the phone on the seat, and waited. After a minute the curtain opened up. A brunette, probably late 30’s, a little curvy, stood there in a t-shirt of a rock band I used to listen to 15 years ago, and pajama pants. My guess is she’s had a couple k**s, and possibly divorced since there was no ring on her ring finger. Wearing that shirt, I figure she was probably a bit of a party girl in her day too. She looked at me, looked around the rest of the lot for a second, and then took her t-shirt off. She had what were probably about a 36 D chest. Her boobs were full and her nipples hung a little low, but not to where they pointed straight down. She dropped the shirt, grabbed and lifted both her breasts and gave them a little shake. She made herself laugh with that move. She put her arms down, twisted a little from side to side, smiled, waved and closed the curtain. That was that. Two opportunities, one pic and one real life set. Not bad for an ad I didn’t think would really work. I picked up my phone to send a quick reply. “thanks a ton, really made my night.” I also mentioned the lead singer of the band and wrote that I’d bet he’d have loved to have a glimpse of those. I pulled out of the space, and drove home. I sat at my computer and checked my e mail again. The hotel girl had replied. “Eh, I usually went for the guitar güvenilir bahis player, lol. You’re welcome, glad I could let a little loose. Have a good night!” I opened the email from my friend. Her pic was sitting there, attached to the e mail. I couldn’t help but click for the preview and take another look. I suppose I know better than to send a late night e mail, but that didn’t stop me. I hit reply and started typing. “Hi Jessica, it’s Andy. I’ve decided to come out clean with you on this. Obviously it was me who posted the ad and I was there to meet you in that parking lot. I don’t know if you’ve figured this out as we went thru the evening and you hadn’t gotten a reply. I just didn’t want to make a deal of it at the party tonight. Clearly we both have our secrets. I wouldn’t want anyone in my group to just know that I use that site, even just to see some stranger’s chest, but I’m telling you it was me because I already know it was you. Your pic automatically downloaded on my phone, but I deleted it. As far as I’m concerned we never have to mention this encounter to anyone or to each other ever again. I am up for talking about it at some point though, if you ever want to. Just let me know. Andy”I hit send, and immediately started to second guess my decision to send that email. Too late. I was getting tired, so I headed to bed. The next day, I received a reply. “Hi Andy…after a slight bit of embarrassment, I decided to write back. I did panic when I saw you pull up. You were so quick with the “are you lost” question, I put it aside and then had the realization after I sent my pic that it really may have been you. You’re right, we do have our secrets. Your ad made for a quick thrill, I thought I’d give some guy the satisfaction and be on our way to the bar. We’re becoming pretty good buddies I think. It’s ok to know that about each other. I appreciate you deleted the pic. We’re becoming pretty good buddies though and maybe one of these days we can have a conversation about what lead us to that site. For now though, I’m taking back my offer to meet you today, and you’re just going to have to wonder if I would have actually flashed you had you come clean yesterday 😉 Thanks for understanding and your secret is safe with me. Jess”So there is it, my reply from a friend that I’ve hung out with probably 100 times and never once thought she’d answer an ad in casual encounters. Of course, the way yesterday went – what do I know anyway. Maybe one of these days I’ll have a follow up to share.

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