Before Covid I used to spend a lot of time traveling around the country attending conferences and seminars, etc. A variety of cities where I had friends and also a few female friends who enjoyed "WAM play."

This particular trip was to Austin, TX for a 3 day conference plus I was going to stay over for a few days to hang with some friends.

One of those friends in Austin was a woman who enjoyed doing WAM scenes with me when I was down there and we planned to have a little fun this time. However, she had the nerve to tear her Achilles the day before I went down there so that put the keebosh on that idea. I didn't even learn that until I asked where she wanted to go for dinner and found out she was still in the hospitalwhere I dutifully visited her and brought her tacos.

So I had a nice suit and no place to use it.again. Yeah, that happened a lot, lest you think I was always successful at finding women to play. I wasn't. But if you never get a "yes" if you don't ask. It bears repeating, MOST of the time you have to establish a solid friendship before any kind of WAM friendship. But then, there are times when luck, circumstances and another friend accelerates all of that as you are about to read.

Anyway, another very close friend who lives in Austin whose name is Kathy, was also attending the same conference because we work in similar fields. I have known Kathy for about 15 years and she's more than a little aware of my WAM interest because she's always been the type of woman who I enjoy doing WAM with. Terrific sense of humor, intelligent, very pretty, elegant and understands the entire concept. Alas, she has zero interest. However, she has given me shit about it since I've known her.

We go out to dinner a lot when I'm down there or she's up here and EVERY TIME the waiter asks "would you like any dessert" she responds "He would, but he's not getting any."

It was the second evening of the conference and neither of us wanted to go out anywhere so we decided to sit in the hotel lounge/bar. People from the conference would come and sit down and we would talk to them and our waitress Kara who we fount out studying to become a vet tech would bring us drinks and fake laugh at my bad jokes.

The place had pretty much cleared out at about 9pm since most people were going out to various clubs. But Kathy and I just continued to sit there and talk to whoever dropped by. Kara would then keep bringing us our next beverages.

At about 10pm she asked if we could close our rather hefty tab because her shift was over. And I paid the tab and gave her a nice tip which she appreciated. A few minutes later she comes back and sits down beside us and says "I don't want to go out clubbing. I'm exhausted. Can I hang with you two?"
We said "certainly" and then she walked up to the bar, back to us and then 20 minutes later tons of appetizers magically appeared on our table.

Kara had just turned 30 and at first we talked about what a Vet Tech doeswhere she originally was from, etc. But then a slightly buzzed Kathy says."I know, let's talk about kinks."

Kara laughs and says "Really?" "Ok..what are yours?"and Kathy proceeds to tell her some rather bland ones she has about hair pulling and being tied up..etc." Kara says "Yeah, I've heard a lot of people have those." And then Kathy says "Ask HIM what his are." All of a sudden I'm Maverick and Kathy is Goose.
I have a WAM Wingwoman.

And so with Kathy's endless "encouragement" I tell Kara about WAM, and the details of what I enjoy. Kara's reaction is "Oh My God? Are you serious?" Kathy jumps in "He's very serious!"

Kara says: "Oh you would have loved what I was going to wear tonight to the clubs.a nice pair of leather pants, 5 inch heels and a gold top."

I nodded. "Yeah, that would work." I said.

Kara laughs and says "Really?" You're not making this up?

Kathy says "Trust me. He's telling you the truth. AND anything that gets ruined he will pay for."

She was REALLY pushing it.

Kara says, "Well it does sound kind of fun. So I get to hit you with a lot of pies?"

Kathy says "As many as you want!" And Kara just starts to laugh.

And I just stare at Kathy as Kathy gets up to go to the ladies room and Kara follows because of course women must go together.

I can only IMAGINE what they talked about because they were gone for a good 15 minutes.

Kara comes out first and gives me her phone number and tells me to call her tomorrow because she has the day off. She then leaves to head home.

Kathy then comes back and says"Well????" And I say that I'm supposed to call her tomorrow.

"If anything happens I want to know about every drop!"

And with that we called it an evening.

(Next Day)

So I give Kara a call at around 3pm and she says "I was so hoping you would call." I don't know why, but I think I want to do this thing you like. So what do I have to do?

And I gave her my room number and picked a time and she said she would be there. We also had a chat about the "scene" and the "improv."

Now, there was no grocery store anywhere near where I was staying but there was a 7-11. So I made two trips and managed to accumulate pie crusts, cool whip, 1instant pudding, corn syrup and plates, bowls and cups. They didn't have any plastic sheeting so I bought a big roll of garbage bags for the floor.

(Pausing the story here to remind everyone that "anticipation" is definitely one of my favorite parts of WAM play)

At 7pm there's a knock on the door and in walks Kara, the pretty waitress I met the night before but times 10. Make it 11.

And from the moment she walks in, she's in character.

"Well don't you look handsome in that nice suit" she says. We are going to have such a fun time clubbing tonight. Do you like my outfit?"

And sure enough as she described the night before she was dressed in leather pantsblack and gold 5 inch heels, a gold metallic top, hair done perfectly, and just hot as all get out.

And as she walks in she sees all the pies, etc. and says."Hey, wait a minute. You don't think I'm going to let you throw pies in my face dressed like this do you?" "Oh no you don't. Not a chance. I can't believe you even THOUGHT about doing that."

And I said "But I bought all the pies."

And she says "Yes, yes you did." And she forces me to sit down in one of the chairs."

Then she climbs on me in a straddling position and says "You like this?" and she moves a little back and forth.

"And we can't waste them. That would be SO wrong." So allow me to use one.

And with that she slams a banana pudding pie into my face.

"but..but." I said muffled under a face of goo.

She says "But what? You said you liked piesright?

Well, (she picks up another banana pudding pie)..have a pie! And she smooshes another one in my face.

The pie starts dripping off my face all over my front and down to my pants. She sees this and starts to back away and moves off of me.

"Oops that almost got on me" she says. "We can't have that."

"You..You.." I start to say and then "You stop thisno more pies"

"Ohhhhhhhh no more pies? I see." And she grabs a cup of syrup

"Ok, no more pies" and she pours the cup of syrup on my head.

The syrup drips all over me as she just starts laughing.

"You know you were right. This IS fun" she says.

And while she is laughing I grab a cup of syrup and walk up to her as her laugh changes to a look of
fear

She says nervously "Don't you DARE pour one drop of that on my head!"

"OK, I said." But then grabbed the front of her pants, pulled them a bit forward, delayed for a second, looked in her eyesand then poured the entire cup down her pants.

Her mouth just opened up wide and almost no sound came out of her mouth. The syrup was now running down her legs and out her pant legs and onto her heels.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO" she exclaimed rather loudly.

She stood there for a few seconds with a grimace on her face and says.

"This is insane! Look what you did! Are you crazy?"

And I said "No, THIS is crazy"

And I picked up a pie and just as she started to say "nooooo"

I smooshed a pie right into her perfectly made up face.

"This is not FAIR. You've ruined everything." She said.

"Well not everything" I said. And I took a plate of cool whip and smooshed it on her chest and rubbed it in. And then a second pie in her face. She was stunned.

There was a pause as she kept looking at her clothes and then at me with a nasty look.

Then she took a plate of cool whip and smooshed it into the front of my pants.

"How do you like THAT!" she said.

"In fact" she continued, "why don't you have a seat right here" and by the shoulders she pushed me down into the chairand then she straddled me again.

"You know, you need more pie" she saidreached behind her grabbed a pie and hit me with another one right in the face.

"In fact, maybe two:" and nailed me right in the face again.

At that point I couldn't see anything and she could obviously tell.

"What's the matter, you can't see? Well goodand she undid the front of my pants"

And then as she undid hers she said "How about a little more cream, hmmm?"

And she straddled me againher undies right on mine.

"What's the matter Mr. Pie, don't you want to cream for me?"

And as she continued to rock and slide back and forth, I put my hands around her waist and it wasn't long before we got very wet, first me and then her.

Slowly she came to a stop and then said quietly."okI didn't expect that. I'm soaking wetand it's not from the syrup.;" and then paused and said"so when are you coming back to Austin?"

And we both laughed as I held her tight and gave her a nice wet and messy kiss.


Epilogue:

Small mistake I made in not telling her to bring a change of clothes so she ended up in a pair of my sweats and a tshirt after showering. (No, not together)

I was shocked AND impressed as to how well she role played right from the beginning. I had no hint she was going to be so good based on the night before. But she was terrific. I never asked her but I think Kathy gave her a few "ideas." Kathy always had "ideas" even though she never wanted to "engage."

At one point when Kara quickly moved off of me to not get anything on her pants I was unsure that she knew she going to get messy too. Why else would she have moved off of me so quickly? But fortunately as I found out later she was just staying "in character."

Kara and I still talk all the time but we haven't wammed since that night.

Kathy saw Kara in the lounge the next afternoon and got some of the details. I had dinner with Kathy that night and told her:

"Kath you can be my wing woman any time."



Next Week: Triple Teamed at Laura's Birthday Party

Tremendous. If only we all had a WAM wingwoman.

LOL...yeah that WAS helpful with someone I had never met before as much for me as it was for Kara. I usually need more than that to simply find someone who I "click" with personalitywise before I'll even attempt a WAM "connection." It hasn't happened very often that quickly, but this was just one of those times. And as I said, how she was "in character" from the second she walked in the door was surprising at the time.

Now, that I've known her for a few years, it's not quite as surprising. The woman has skills...lol.

I can't decide if you are the luckiest man in the world, or if you are making this stuff up out of whole cloth. If you say these stories are 100% true, then so be it. But these things are reading like WAM fantasy fiction. For what it's worth, I choose to believe they are true. More fun that way. Keep them coming, Robby.

You know what I find interesting? No sex. From what I understand, it looks like just dry humping which is GREAT! Just innocent fun by a curious waitress wanting to get messy without going any further. I find that sex would just complicate things. Great story.

It does seem like a lot of these end in no sex and believe it or not, I am very jealous of that aspect. It is as if the woman expects nothing but experiencing this kink with you.

Pretty sure after all this time I don't have to make things up. I mean, sheesh, much of what I've done is actually ON video. Would be kinda silly to make stuff up at this point.

It sounds like WAM fantasy because it was fantasy BEFORE I actually did it. I just decided that if there were women I KNEW who were willing to play there had to be women I initially DIDN'T know who were willing to play. These are just my "scripts" come to life...or cum to life as the case may be.

It's not luck. I keep trying to explain this...that it's about communication skills and understanding who you are speaking with and also realizing it's a numbers game. For every ONE that is willing there is another one or more who isn't. Think of it as baseball. I get 3 hits out of every 10 at bats meaning i'm turned down 7 times out of 10. But so what? I now have 3 fun WAM experiences.

Kara in Austin was a unique case that was really helped by Kathy being there. As you'll see most of my WAM experiences are with people i just met.

Robby

P.S. I need more whole cloth

Hand jobs and dry humping isn't sex? (head tilt)

Unless you mean "sex" as only "intercourse." And in that case, all the stories I"m sharing do not involve that. But that does not mean I have never mixed the two. But it's unique when that does happen.

For me, WAM is sexual playtime, usually without intercourse which I feel is far more "intimate" than I normally particpate in.

WAM wingwomen are wonderful things.
In the days before social media made everyone overly skittish, I found a lot of good models through other models I'd already shot. So-and-so would have a fun time at her shoot, tell her friends and/or roommates, then I'd get a few more prospective models out of it.

Not many of them worked out, but that's probably the reason most of my 2-girl scenes had a certain vibe.... There's something that happens when two longtime friends pie each other for the first time. You can't replicate that with, say. two adult models who just met 5 minutes before.

Of course, your thing is totally different Robby. All my WAM "relationships" were strictly business and I never ever tried to progress anything to a real-life scenario. In hindsight, maybe I SHOULD have (at least with a couple models I can think of), but it is what it is.

Keep the stories coming!

"I have a WAM wingwoman"

Me: *hearts post before I continue reading*

Thats awesome!

How do you initial broach the subject? Seems like knowing when to mention it and finding a way to start the conversation in a way that doesn't seem weird or crazy is the hardest part.

Co-sign

i just don't understand
Everyone I meet already has a partner. I guess smaller population means less options?
I realize it doesn't always work, but 3/10 is greater than 0/10. :,(
I just don't understand shat I'm missing. I have a few friends, but none ever want to go out LET ALONE WINGMAN! I've taken classes for conversations, but they always end with me left out.
I try to be a gentleman and show interest, but it never matters.
I'm just at a loss of what to do for me to save what life I have left