“Timmy, dear” Cassandra said while reading morning paper at the breakfast table, “I have a convention in New Orleans and I’m leaving right after work for the airport, so I’ll have the cabby swing by here and pick up my bags!!!” “I’ve laid out all the clothes I’m going to need, but I want you
A few nights ago I had a very strange, erotic dream. Now remember, I am bisexual. I like being dominated, topped, controlled and desired by older men (I am already 39, so “older” would be 55 and up), but I am sexually attracted to women, to their smooth, curvy bodies. Well, this night I dreamed
Jamie checked the mailbox, pulling the small bundle of letters, magazines, and a couple large envelopes from the box. He heard his sister yell from the upstairs window, “Hey, squirt, get in here!” Jamie sighed. His big sister, Suzie, had always been a bit of a bully, but ever since his mother died last year,
I have always been a cross dresser and enjoyed it. Maybe it was too much at times. I some how let the guys go too far with me. That is a different story. When I got married I put all my special clothes in the basement and lived a normal life. One day I was
This story is written by an adult fantasy. I really had been expecting to be shopping most of the morning, but I got to the mall and miracle of miracles, not only did I find a place to park close in, the mall wasn’t at all as crowded as I had expected. I got in