After eight and a half hours of dealing with her company’s intranet crashes and her own caffine overload, Amanda was grateful to let herself collapse on her bed face first. She was a good-looking blonde about 5’6″, in her late 40s, and just shy of 200 pounds. She had raised her right foot above her
“Do you have your sunblock, Carrie?” asked her mom. She worried about Carrie’s fair skin, and Carrie’s new, first time two- piece swimsuit was an invitation to solar disaster. But she sure looks cute, she said to herself, as ten-year-old Carrie promptly displayed the bottle of sunblock. “Lisa, make sure Carrie uses it. And don’t
Alice was seated at the breakfast table reading the newspaper. She worried – the final demand on her car payment had come through, and she was overdue on her mortgage payments with no job and no prospects of a job in the near future. She scoured the jobs pages – all the ads were seeking
I was just a few days shy of my twenty-third birthday when I left on the first important business trip of my career. I didn’t want to go, but I had no choice since it was my first big assignment and I didn’t want to refuse it and end my career before it even got
When she was considering which college to attend, Beth found the elite New England women’s colleges especially attractive. An outstanding student, she believed strongly that the single-sex classroom environment was the best pace for a young woman to develop her ability and self-confidence. Yes, it was true that these schools also had a reputation for
Dropping my bag’s of Lingerie and some sex toys onto the bed in my room. I kicked off my shoes and threw off my clothes. Picking up a towel, I headed for the shower. I ached all over. Using that strap on was fun but had my muscles aching in places I never thought I
I was washing the dishes one day. I’m Christina by the way. When my girlfriend Courtney walked in the room completely naked. She pressed herself against my back as I continued to do dishes she kissed my neck and raised the back on my shirt so she could press her bare 32b breasts against my
It was coming. The dark, evil presence loomed ominously in the air like storm clouds gathering on the horizon, slowly creeping in, moving closer… closer… prowling through night, existing in shadow. Phoebe could feel it approaching, the sense of dread, so real that she thought if she reached out she could touch it just as
Lisa was in high school and had noticed; as did a lot of other students, that the new school nurse was young and pretty. After hearing rumors that the nurse might be a lesbian, Lisa got excited. Of course she didn’t know how real the rumor was, it could be that the boys were expecting
It had been a very long, boring day. I was a woman in a man’s world, in an unfamiliar city, working with people I’d never met before, discussing things we weren’t sure were going to happen. And this was going to last the whole week. Sighing, I stood outside the building, waiting for the cab
Nothing, and I mean nothing, in sex gets me off more than the scent and taste of my woman’s ass. I don’t mean when it’s squeaky clean and perfumed. I mean when it smells and tastes like what an ass is and what it does. Nothing beats the erotic blast of kissing her soft, satiny
I hope that if you’re reading this, you’re too old to use this piece of advice. However, here it is anyway. If you’re just out of high school, and thinking about going to a women’s college, don’t. I did, and while it’s true there are some nice things about it, there are some major disadvantages.
When Carrie, Anndie and Owens daughter, turned 18 she made an appointment to see her gynecologist. See Carrie had a problem, and she was at her whit’s end over what to do. As she sat on the Dr.’s table with her legs in the stirrups she her the familiar knock on the door and in
“This is me,” Megan said, pointing to a charming Victorian-style two-story with strands of ivy ascending the old brick walls. She turned off the tree-shaded sidewalk, through the creaky white picket gate, and headed down the winding garden path as I followed along. “If my stepmom is home, she’ll be all chatty,” she warned. “Just
Cheryl had been my best friend since I joined the cheerleading squad at State College. We would go to the mall together, watch movies together, and study together, you know, just about everything. Cheryl was about 5’9″ (I was a wee bit shorter), and had a figure that bespoke ‘Modeling Career Here’. I’ll admit that