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I'll confess, when I go to the grocery store, I always get the the check out lane with the cutest guy. Today was no exception and I've check out and checked out with this guy before.

 

But today, when I held out my hand for my change and receipt, he cupped my hand with his left hand while using his right hand to put my change in my palm. It was an unexpected thrill. :)

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I'll confess, when I go to the grocery store, I always get the the check out lane with the cutest guy. Today was no exception and I've check out and checked out with this guy before.

 

But today, when I held out my hand for my change and receipt, he cupped my hand with his left hand while using his right hand to put my change in my palm. It was an unexpected thrill. :)

Maybe he thought your hand was shaking too much, so he steadied it while depositing the change in it?

 

Closest story I can tell happened to me is when I took my 88 year old neighbor (I was 48) to an Italian restaurant. Our waiter, a real cutie to begin with, would squat down beside our table to talk with us. He was very chatty and frequently during conversation would place his hand on my thigh and stroke up and down while laughing during the conversation. If only my neighbor could have gotten home without me!

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Maybe he thought your hand was shaking too much, so he steadied it while depositing the change in it?

 

Closest story I can tell happened to me is when I took my 88 year old neighbor (I was 48) to an Italian restaurant. Our waiter, a real cutie to begin with, would squat down beside our table to talk with us. He was very chatty and frequently during conversation would place his hand on my thigh and stroke up and down while laughing during the conversation. If only my neighbor could have gotten home without me!

Dude - you could have gone back!

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doesn't everyone do this at the grocery. I used to pretend to shop more when some old lady got into my favorite boy's line so it wouldn't be too obvious

 

And I used to refer to the cashier at the cafeteria at work as my cafeteria boyfriend because we always used to make sure our hands touched more than necessary and he was always very smiley. But I think he's just naturally smiley with everyone.

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LOL you guys crack me up! Trust me, many of us in the service industry especially grocery know what your up to when you frequent our lines. I had my regulars when I was checking more in Seattle who would only go through my line even if it was a wait. Heck they'd even suffer through the self checkouts if I was in that area for the day.

 

Hugs,

Greg

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And I used to refer to the cashier at the cafeteria at work as my cafeteria boyfriend because we always used to make sure our hands touched more than necessary and he was always very smiley. But I think he's just naturally smiley with everyone.
A friend of mine refers to his favorite barista at Starbucks as his "Coffee Crush".
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I don't know guys--someone once said that life is a collection of these little beautiful moments; I still remember maybe 10 or 12 years ago driving to the office on the interstate, which goes to Mexico; there was a motorcyclist who I swear looked like Subcomandante Marcos from Chiapas; he was drafting me for about 20 miles, and when I turned off for my exit, he waved at me; it made my day!!!

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Not busted yet... but worried i may leap into dirty old man territory this coming week.

 

For years, a neighbor kid cleaned my yard. Hes grown and lost interest. So i ran a craigs gigs ad, and mixed in among all the replies, is this one saying

 

"Hello, my name is XXXXXX. I am coming home from XXXXXXX university this week, where I'm on the football team. Id like to do the job. " i look him up.... college athletes tend to have pics and stats online, and he has facebook & instagram.

 

19, 6'2, 185 lbs, model looks... pics on the beach showing off a ripped bod, appears to enjoy flexing the guns in every photo......

 

He starts this coming week. Im actually nervous that ill do something stupid, revealing myself to be CREEPY dirty old man..

 

If only id never read impossible gay fiction or had never seen gay porn with seedy fantasyland plotlines.....

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Dear Penthouse Forum, I never thought it would happen to me...

 

Sounds like an ideal situation. It's been my experience that lots of younger guys are looking for mentors...not necessarily in the sexual sense. But if you can get over your nervousness you might find a nice relationship

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Dear Penthouse Forum, I never thought it would happen to me...

 

Sounds like an idea situation. It's been my experience that lots of younger guys are looking for mentors...not necessarily in the sexual sense. But if you can get over your nervousness you might find a nice relationship

Exactly! Re penthouse forum.

 

Re mentor.... could be, but skeptical

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I had a very good looking young landscaper who did my lawn each week. One day when I came out to offer his a cold beverage, as I usually did, he asked if I knew someone renting a room. As fate would have it, my adjustable mortgage had just taken a large leap, so I told him he could rent a room with me.

He lived with me for almost a year. We never had any type of physical interaction, but he loved walking around the house in skimpy underwear, so there was an added benefit to the rent.

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Not busted yet... but worried i may leap into dirty old man territory this coming week.

 

For years, a neighbor kid cleaned my yard. Hes grown and lost interest. So i ran a craigs gigs ad, and mixed in among all the replies, is this one saying

 

"Hello, my name is XXXXXX. I am coming home from XXXXXXX university this week, where I'm on the football team. Id like to do the job. " i look him up.... college athletes tend to have pics and stats online, and he has facebook & instagram.

 

19, 6'2, 185 lbs, model looks... pics on the beach showing off a ripped bod, appears to enjoy flexing the guns in every photo......

 

He starts this coming week. Im actually nervous that ill do something stupid, revealing myself to be CREEPY dirty old man..

 

If only id never read impossible gay fiction or had never seen gay porn with seedy fantasyland plotlines.....

 

I'm the KING, I tell you, of thinking of clever ways for others to score. So, I'm going to work on this and get back to you, LB!

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I'm the KING, I tell you, of thinking of clever ways for others to score. So, I'm going to work on this and get back to you, LB!

 

 

Ooops, wait. I think it's only when the parties are in a non-boss-and-employee situation. That makes it chance-y. Maybe I can't manage this. But I will still think about it.

 

But I will say just make sure to smile a lot.

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When I was a cashier in HS and college and deep deep deep in the closet, oh good lord how I looked forward to giving hot guys their change and ever so briefly touching their hands. It was the closest thing to sex I had until my first kiss at twenty-fucking-seven.

Also why I still went to Mass in the school chapel because we would hold hands during the Our Father. I would angle to be sitting next to the cutest boys.

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When I was a cashier in HS and college and deep deep deep in the closet, oh good lord how I looked forward to giving hot guys their change and ever so briefly touching their hands. It was the closest thing to sex I had until my first kiss at twenty-fucking-seven.

Also why I still went to Mass in the school chapel because we would hold hands during the Our Father. I would angle to be sitting next to the cutest boys.

I went to an all-boy's high school. Lord, talk about walking around with my books covering my crotch.

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