Barely conscious. 3 AM, or that’s what my bleary eyes saw on the glowing big hand and little hand of my watch. I’d been sleeping for the last couple of hours as the train sped through the northern reaches of the Midwest taking several hundred of us from Chicago to points east. In my case,
Mrs. Garr was an extremely attractive woman in her mid-20’s, and I was handling her legal suet… “Mrs. Garr, what company are you insured by?” I asked her. “Do you find me attractive, Mr. Riely?” she asks me in return. “Excuse me” I reply, knowing full well what she had asked me. “You heard me”
Our company sent us to New York on business, and we were both booked into the Westin Hotel, but in separ- ate rooms. Julie, my co-worker and I were going to give a presentation the next afternoon, then catch a red-eye flight back to the coast. We checked in, finding our adjoining rooms on the
My grandfather died when I was teen, and my grandmother never remarried. I had always wondered why, and sometimes I wondered if she dated. She would come over, and I used to wonder what she looked like naked, if her body was still in good enough shape for a man to be interested. She wasn’t
Martha had experienced a welter of emotions since her husband had been put in his place. She had been thrilled to see her huge hunk of a husband fall before the savage fighting skills of her slender female lover. Then, as she watched the man she’d married being reduced from a proud male to a
He was a security guard at the local mall. He enjoyed his work, and liked to meet different people. his bosses had no idea that inside he was really a pervert, wanting to peek at teenage girls in the dressing room. But being scared he would get caught, he never fullfilled his fantasies while at
An incident happened the other night, quite by accident, that awakened something in me I didn’t know I had. Last Thursday night a friend of mine, Larry, came over to talk, drink a beer, and watch TV. He works at the same place I do, and since we had a three day week- end, we
I always got my hair cut at Schroeders. You know the one, down on Harbor Blvd., towards the beach. I went there, not because they were the cheapest, or the best, or even the fastest. I went there because they had the best looking ‘cutters’ around. I came to call it “Rock Slut Hair Cuts”
Hope nervously paced the ground floor, waiting for John, wondering if she would regret her agreement with Tom. She loved Tom and very much wanted to please him, but she had never shared her body with another since their marriage and worried about the consequences for their marriage. Yet, after much discussion and mutual reassurances,
My wife is gorgeous. 5’7″ with long legs, firm asscheeks, 37C breasts… and always horny. We have been married for 5 years and have no kids. Our sex life wasn’t the greatest but I thought it was okay… until last week and I discovered her with Randy. He’s a truck driver that she me when
The time, six months ago. The scene, the local YMCA. There I was, a 6 foot, 265 pound blob of 40 year old insecurity and bruised ego, struggling to keep up with the rest of the aerobics class. Sweat stung my eyes and pain radiated from my bad knee — neither sensation was particularly noticeable
I become a porno star. You should know that I’m neither a recovering nymphomaniac nor an amateur easy-after-a- few-drinks-take-me-home-and-have-your-nasty-way-with-me nymphomaniac. Instead, I’m an ardent, unabashed, full- fledged, let-it-all-hang-out, celebrating, practicing, sucking, fucking, raging, roaring, whoring nymphomaniac. Mrs. Goddard looks very different out of her lacy see- through chemise and back in her librarian’s glasses, a
Angel sighed deeply, her mouth slightly pursed as the air pushed out over her lips. She had been preparing for this for so long, and now it was so much that she could barely restrain herself. Tom was behind her, leaning against the club wall, his arms wrapped around her as he kissed the back
Alan and Allison were newcomers to the small northern sea side town; they had decided to move north after selling their small business in the south. Tired of the long cold winters they had moved up the coast in search of a warm tropical climate. Travelling in a caravan, stopping at different resorts until quite
Well, my thinking that first night wasn’t all that clear with all the shots we had been taking. We were both pretty toasted, thousands of miles away from home on a business trip. We work for a large corporation. I’m a regional manager for our business, and she’s a direct report. We work very closely