Christ was my life a mess, there I was, forty years old, my wife had buggered off with my best friend and his wife blamed me for it. My Company had made me redundant and though the redundancy money was more than generous it did not make up for over twenty years of loyalty that
“Hey, what’s up with that roommate of yours?” Lisa asked Dan. “I know,” her roommate Sharon added. “What a geek!” “He sure is.” Dan agreed. “And you should see him in the shower.” “What do you mean?” asked Lisa. “He’s so skinny, no muscles, and he’s practically got no dick! It’s the smallest thing I’ve
“Marlene wondered if you’d ever mentioned a threesome,” said Candy. “Why would I?” I said. “I’ll tell you in a second,” Candy said. “I told her you never did, and she was surprised because she said all men want a threesome. Is that right?” “Probably right, most men have imagined it at one time or
Night was starting to envelope the French countryside. The spectacular sunset was gone, and the first stars were starting to peek out. The shadows lengthened, covering the vineyards that stretched across the hills, and few and far-between, centuries old stone buildings nestled in those hills. Some looked abandoned, but as lights winked on here and
This trip wasn’t all that different from the typical business trip thus far. I was stuck at an airport hotel for several weeks while I served my client. I was terribly bored, although this time I had rented a car so that I wasn’t stuck. To ease my boredom, I had rented a couple videos
“Strip!” barked the guard. “All right! I heard you the first time,” Heather Stanton replied. As an FBI agent, Stanton made countless trips to prisons around the United States, but she was accustomed to more preferential treatment under the aegis of her gold badge. Today she signed into the prison visitors’ area as Shelby Taylor,
The beautiful Asian bank teller cringed as the huge black customer appeared before her to make a deposit. Being a minority herself, Cindy believed all people should be treated equally and had no hatred towards blacks, but this giant black man gave her the shivers. She cringed at this coal black monster who grinned at
“Damn! Isa, I still can’t get over how good you look,” said Flex, lifting a beer to his lips and taking a swig. Marisa blushed as she exited the trailer carrying jack. The black man’s attention made her nipples harden and she’d forgone wearing a bra. Grant’s eyes also fell on the swollen protuberances beneath
Grant and John each held one handle of the cooler as they carried it down to the beach. “I got that,” yelled Flex. The black man was already shirtless and wearing long baggy shorts that nearly reached his knees. “I’ll be drinking most of it anyway.” He grabbed the cooler and tucked it under one
Each and every time I travel on the New York state Thruway, especially around New Years I fondly remember an event that still excites me to a pleasurable erection My name is Randy and I am a businessman who travels extensively throughout the northeast with an eye open for a sweet wet pussy for company.
I spotted him across the room at the bar, waiting for a beer. I made my way over and ordered another Fuzzy Navel. I wanted to get plowed and have some rip-roaring fun tonight. “Hey there, good looking,” I said to this fabulous looking guy. He turned towards me and said, “Hi back atchya.” “What
I was the only son and we were only 3 people in the house. Mom, Dad and me. But when I turned 18, we had a new member. My cousin Ana. She was staying far away in the south with her parents. But now they decided to shift her to our house for future prospects.
This is for that special someone who wants more. I walked into the room where you were awaiting your massage. You look up to see me come in. The smile on your gorgeous face is hard to miss as you notice me enter. Dressed like you wanted, I only have on a pair of loose
Sitting out on the back deck I do not always hear the doorbell when it rings. I should probably fix that problem some day since I spend so much time out here enjoying the view and sun. But then again I do not get many unexpected guests. I live on the outskirts of town on
There is a secretary at work that is somewhat of a ‘shared girl’, meaning that her secretarial services are split, or shared, between a couple of offices at my end of the building. She is probably almost 10 or 15 years older than me, making her to be about in her mid to late 50’s.