I was introduced to cross dressing when I was about 18. I was picked up by a local divorcee who was sex mad. After I finished shagging her on her bed and was having a break before having another go, she opened a drawer in her room and pulled out a dark pink camisole top.
My former college roommate Carol had called me the week before to invite me to lunch at one of Saint Louis’s nicest restaurants. We had been in and out of touch over the past several years and we had both just turned 38. We were born a week apart in the same year. It had
They had been planning this for a long time. Of course it was Ginger’s idea. All the fun ideas were Ginger’s. She may not be quite as outspoken as Kathy is, but on the inside she hides a naughty side that few people know about. “Let’s leave them behind!” she said. “Let’s just go to
Work parties are not my cup of tea. I’m not sure they’re anyone’s, so sometimes I wonder why they even exist. I don’t really want to know any of the people I work with any better. As much as I’d like to be, I’m not a teenager anymore and neither are they. I already have
I spent two weeks down south at an Alabama hospital taking an advanced nursing course just before starting my last year of nursing school. All the other women were nurses at least ten years older than me. It was very warm in class so I started wearing a short skirt with no bra and panties
Tinman just had one of his very best days! Let me explain. Once I had a girl who loved to suck me, and she was especially good at deep throat. I guess I didn’t really know what she was doing then, but I knew that it felt absolutely fantastic when her mouth went all the
My morning started out as usual, I made my husband and son breakfast and got them off to work and school respectively; then I made decision that would come to change my life. My son is eight; I have been married nine years, am thirty years old, stand five foot seven inches tall, brunette with
After the fun I had with my dog Enzo and my drunken friend Karl, I decided to keep my eye out for more opportunities for fun with Enzo. Enzo was my German Shepard mix dog. I’m not sure what he was mixed with, but he ended up being a good bit bigger than a standard
It was a usual balmy hot and humid afternoon right after lunch, and I was feeling stir crazy, so I decided to take a drive. So I changed real quickly to something more airy and loose fitting, choosing a spaghetti- strap tank and a short mini skirt and my sandals. I then put my hair
It was Thursday evening, the evening I always have to “work late”. That’s the story I tell my wife anyway. At lunch time, I had gone shopping and the new clothes I bought were neatly hung in the closet of my private office. I took a tour of the general office area, using the water
Marilee’s fists tightened in despair as she sat at her secretarial desk and listened to the muffled moans emanating from the office of her boss, JC Wyatt. JC was one of the youngest and most famous casting agents in Hollywood and was the most blatant offender of the “casting couch” which degraded women. The young
Jane Sullivan was forty-nine, and in what she would describe as okay shape. Her long, brown hair brushed a pair of slim, tanned shoulders, her breasts were not that large and sagged just a little, but only a little she reminded herself. She also had a slim waist, and shapely legs. But then she had
I look back and wonder what would have happened if I had not made a quick stop at a Stop and Go store to pick some water on my way home from my job. I work at a Veterinary office near my home which is out in the country. I am a single white female.
I couldn’t believe that Susan, my wife of two and a half years would really do this to me. Yet here I sat in the back seat of our Olds wearing a short blue satin cocktail dress. The slinky skirt kept riding up my smoothly shaven, nylon-clad thighs to display a provocative glimpse of pretty
Last night we had fun, nasty fun and it was so good for me. Let me explain. My cousin Niki came over tonight for some of that promiscuous fun tonight and she arrived around eight thirty with her pajamas and a toothbrush. “Hi Yvette dear,” she said and gave me her normal greeting kiss we