Note: This story takes place a little while after A Night At The Metro(2) Norma A NIGHT AT THE METRO 2: SALLY I got home, jumped into the shower and went back to enjoying my weekend. Memories of Norma fresh in my mind I went online for a while, visited a few sites, Xhamster first, all the time I kept looking at my jacket, thinking about the card in the pocket. I went over, took it out and phoned Sally. “Hi there. Remember me?” I asked. “Of course.” She said. “Thought you’d call later.” I sould tell by her voice she was smiling. “Sorry. Would you like me to call back… 続きを読む

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I had been into the Metro a few times after meeting Jennifer, half hoping to see her again, half to see if I could (as they say) Grab-A-Granny. Each time I either left drunk or with a number. This time just went for a look. I had a rubbish day at work and just wanted a drink and to watch the world go by. I got their quite late, more people around, less chance of anyone coming over to me. All I wanted was a drink and a spot of people watching. Only down side being I had to pay a little to get it. The up side was I got to ogle to girl at the counter with a huge set of breasts. Tru… 続きを読む

It was my last day working in the IT department of a large oil company here in Aberdeen. I was leaving to work in another IT department in another oil company. Oh the life of a computer nerd. One of the ladies who work at the reception invited me to her birthday party. “It’s just a bit of fun.” She told me. “We’re having a few drinks around mine, a bit of cake and then off down town to a club.” “I’m up for that.” “One thing, it’s in Fancy dress, so find a costume and get your drinking head on.” It was a few days before the party so I had time to get my costume ready. Having no r… 続きを読む

I have to thank my old neighbour for this. I was sitting at home, bored, sad, with no real idea what I was going to do. I did the usual thing when you were 25 and new dumped, the one thing that some guys secretly do. Sat at home, cursed women and hid away. I had done the whole “Go Out And Try To Pull” thing it almost automatic, failed miserably at that so I had resigned myself to being a hermit. Then Geoff and his wife Danielle came round with a bottle of wine and a plan. They wanted to bring me out of the mood I was in and the way they thought to solve it was a nig… 続きを読む

In Aberdeen there is, or at least was until it closed, a club called The Metro. It was always linked to one main thing, what my friends called Grab-a-Granny. My mates and I always joked about being the youngest people there Basically put this seemed to be the place that older folks would go. Sure younger people but. After a while my friends had stopped going there but I kept going. I did feel slightly self conscious about drinking on my own a few times but I used to blame it on a bad day at work. I used to go, have a drink and look at the older women coming to drink. I would flirt with… 続きを読む

My bus trip back home is always dull, until a few weeks ago when this woman started getting on. She instantly reminded me of a teacher I once had. Curly greying hair, she was a good foot and a half shorter than me. She was also quite chubby, with a large rear, big breasts. It started with a smile, then I said “Hi” and then we started chatting on the bus. She introduced herself, Bella, told me that she used to be teacher, that she was living alone after her husband left her for a younger women. She was in her late sixties and her new home had a list of things wrong with it.… 続きを読む