Last winter, I started a job as a parcel delivery driver with a well-known company. I'm a friendly bloke, pretty buff from gym, jogging & a bit o' swimming. The words 'silver fox' have been used to describe me a few times. Fellow workers seemed pretty friendly & especially the ladies in the Sorting Room. It was mostly ladies from 20s through to early 60s, though a few older guys (50s & 60s) worked in Sorting. One of the g...

Last year, I took an evening bar job Friday's & Saturdays in a local Northern Working Man's Club to supplement my wages. One Friday night, there was a hen party booking - one o' the local factory lasses were gettin' wed. I had grown up surrounded by these small, assertive Northern ladies & knew quite a few of them personally and many by sight. That night, there was a male DJ, six male bar staff, two female ones, a male ma...

I'm early 40s & work as a parcel deliveryman. As a swimmer & gymmer, I'm in pretty good shape. Had me last delivery of the day about 6pm Friday (yesterday) to nice Mrs B (Madge, small, pert early-50s) at number 22, who I'd known much of me life. I'd grown up with her kids. There were quite a few parcels to deliver. When Madge came to the door, I noticed she was in dressing gown and shoeless, black tights (stockings?) I th...

GET YOUR KIT OFF FOR THE GIRLS, REF; GAME FOR A LAUGH: WOMEN FOOTBALLERS GIVE CLIVE A ROASTING.From a local paper in the Highlands. I would love to have been in Clive's boots - lucky guy stripped by 22 marauding ladies. "SHOCKED referee, Clive Swannie, was forced to flee the field in fear - of two teams of women football players. Clive, 34, ran for his life after the wild women stripped him - and made fun of his tackle. A...

Aged 19 in the mid-80s, visited me best mate, Dave, same age, on a Saturday to watch Utd match on TV with a few beers. I'd been working, so hurried to catch the end of the match. As I knocked on the door, Dave's fit silver fox dad, Ken, (stocky, late 40s), shouted, 'Come in, lad.' Walked into the living room and immediately was hit by the collective manscent. But, more arresting was the sight of Dave (blond, lean & sexy),...

Age 19 and just started working as general labourer in a factory in Lancashire in the early 90s. On the Friday of my first week, the Foreman told me with a grin that I'd be working in the Punch Room. I had a reputation of being a bit cheeky, bordering on lippy, though I could be a bit bashful & prudish on sexual matters. When I got there, I saw it was all ladies from 20s to early 60s but mostly 40s and 50s. I did a lot of...

I was 19 and at me mate's Dave's house one Saturday night with him (19) and his brother Mark (18). Dave was lean and sexy and Mark chunky and sexy. His mum & dad were at the pub in town. All shoeless and there was a nice manly aroma. Larking about after a few beers, Dave started wrestling me and then Mark joined in and they both started tickling me - armpits, belly, socked-feet. I was paralysed with laughter when Dave sai...

I was just 19 back in the mid-80s and on me way to football practice & called in at me best mate Dave's house. Turned out Dave wasn't in but had gone to Blackpool for the day with his fiancee, Jane. Maggie (late 40s) & Dave's mum, asked, 'Why not come in fer a cup o' tea anyway if you have time?' As I went into the living room and sat down on the sofa, there were Maggie's sister, Madge (mid 40s), Maggie's daughters, Chris...

Just turned 18 in the 80s & called on my best mate, Dave, one Saturday afternoon. I knew his mum, Maggie (mid-40s) and, dad, Ken (late 40s) pretty well. I was told Dave wouldn't be back 'til late, but was invited in for a cup of tea. Ken was short and stocky (labourer) and Maggie was petite but with nicely shaped knockers. I'd been attracted to both of them. I sat on the settee as Maggie & Ken went into the kitchen and co...

I was just 20 in the early 1990s & went to my mate, Dave B's house (Lancashire) about 8pm expecting him to be in (long pre-mobiles), but it turned out Dave had decided to go to Blackpool overnight. The family was so friendly & welcoming that, from our younger years, as Dave's mates, we were allowed to knock, shout 'anyone in' and walk into Mr & Mrs B's house. Having entered the hallway, I opened the living room door and g...

This is a wank fantasy only & I wouldn't do it for real. I was perving through a window on some ladies dressed mostly in black or red undies in a changing room in the local wrestling gym when a couple of ladies spot me and frog-march me in and tell the others what I was doing. Outraged, the ladies decide to teach this peeping Tom a lesson. One busty lady 40s says - 'You've seen a lot us, now let's see what you're made of...

A group of us having a drink at Madge & Eric's place. The party starts to get a bit fruity. There's me with my ex, Chrissie in our 20s and other couples, Tony & Maggie (40s), Glenys & Carl (30s), & Madge & Eric (40s). Getting a bit tiddly, the ladies start to talk about cock sizes when Madge asks, 'Wonder who's got the biggest here?' And Maggie says, "Shall we find out, ladies?' Us guys start to laugh a bit uncomfortably,...

All names, pseudonyms. I was 18 and at me mate's house sitting on the settee waiting for him while his fit mum (Madge mid-40s), her younger sister, Maggie 40s, and daughters, Chrissie 18, & Glenys, 21, are home. All are smaller, assertive Northern factory girls of 5 foot nothing. I was offered a cup of tea, supposedly. I heard the ladies talking & laughing in the kitchen and thought I heard Madge say: 'Should we? Go on, t...

The first part is true and the second is what I wished had happened. Part 1 Aged 19, I was a student working as a general labourer during summer holidays in a factory. One afternoon, I was sent to a department that was all ladies, and most of them 40s & 50s assertive Northern women of the world. The manager who sent me there did so with a wry grin on his face, whose meaning I was oblivious to at that point. When, I got th...

As a qualified sparkie, I was asked to do a job in a wrestling gym locally one afternoon. On a warm day, I turned up in vest, grey sweatpants & trainers. I have an athletic physique. When I arrived, I found that the gym was full of about 20 lady wrestlers aged 20s to 50s. I couldn't take my eyes off their lovely bodies and breasts and kept having a crafty peek. Well, the ladies began to notice my side-glances. One of the...