Rita poured herself a glass of wine, put a CD on repeat play, lit the fire in the fireplace, threw some pillows on the floor and stretched out to relax. She didn’t lay there long before Tiger walked in and gave her a wet kiss on the cheek. Tiger was her dog. A two year
She is tall and athletic, with short blonde hair tipped with a silver tint. She is a figure skater. You can tell by the muscles that ripple through her beauti- ful legs as she walks. She has a sweet girlish face. Her eyes are bright; they dart around the room playful- ly. She wears a
I hailed a cab at the Seattle airport, told the cabbie the name of my hotel, and then slumped into the back seat. It had been a long trip from Boston and I was tired. Tomorrow I would start a three week familiarization program on the intricacies of the new Boeing 767 in order to
I was sitting on my gran’s red sofa trying to watch a movie while feeling miserable as shit. Actually, the miserable feeling was into its fourth day, driving me crazy. It started last Saturday night; I’d been on the verge of getting my rock hard virgin boner into the sweet pussy of a petite, pretty
Where does one begin to tell the tale of one afternoon. I have always loved the feel of a pair of silk panties and the knowing that no one knows I am wearing them, even when standing next to them. With a name of Alex it is not something all men wear. I love and