In the quaint, quiet town of Meadowgrove, where tradition and modernity intertwined, lived a woman named Edith. At 55, she was a vibrant force, her silver hair a testament to her years, her eyes sparkling with an insatiable curiosity. She was known for her sharp wit and even sharper tongue, a reputation that preceded her
Margot was at an age when she thought it useful to tolerate the foibles of other people. It was no longer worth the effort to be critical, even in silence. Maturity, after all, meant an acceptance of varieties of behavior. In any case, the minor weaknesses of the people in her life produced only insignificant
Early one evening I’m sitting alone at the bar in Jorjet’s wondering if I ought to leave this place because tonight it’s like a graveyard, when the street door opens and a tall woman dressed in black walks in and looks around for a place to sit. She can sit anywhere, since there aren’t more
I couldn’t help but look at my watch. Procedural wranglings were delaying the trial and making it more likely I would be back in court for yet another day. My boss was getting itchy about the time I was spending as a juror instead of being at work. Doing my patriotic duty was a pain
Finally with a last kiss, Vicky dozed off. She was soon breathing deeply. She rolled onto her side, and I spooned up against her, and went off to sleep also. I awoke early, and crawled out of bed. The first thing I did was hit the shower. Vicky was still sound asleep, and I went
Vashti wandered down the deserted beach, when she looked back along the sandy stretch of pure white sand, she could still see the tops of the grass-roofed huts of the small resort where she was staying. The water was a cool placid expanse of turquoise ripples, which lapped playfully at her toes with each step.
He is Siyar, age 30. Siyar’s girlfriend Laura, age 25. They started dating and enjoying sex a little late after him meeting each other via a dating app. Now They are open and talk about everything. Here they are sharing a story of one of those good experiences they have had in their life. They
I work in a field that’s dominated by women, and so the vast majority of my coworkers are members of the fairer sex. What that means precisely for this married man is that I have a lot of fodder for my spank bank. There hasn’t been a single female coworker, young or middle-aged, crippled or
In the heart of New York City, during the bustling holiday season, Santa Claus, or rather, Nick, was taking a break from his duties at Macy’s. He was enjoying a cup of hot cocoa at a cozy little café when he noticed Nikki, a stunning 28-year-old with fiery red hair, green eyes, and a curvaceous
It was Christmas eve, and Becky had put her daughter Molly to bed, and went to set set up the gifts under the tree. Though that didn’t change the fact that the holidays were still pretty lonely. After she had set the gifts up, she headed off to bed. And promptly fell asleep as soon
A few nights later, I was pacing nervously in my office as I waited for my guest to arrive. I’d pimped girls out before of course, but it was especially important tonight that nothing was fucked up. The client was a very powerful and very dangerous mobster, and the girl that he wanted was Michelle,
It was part of the job. I knew it was coming. I was kind of looking forward to it. Counselor. Career coach. Passing the torch. Whatever you called it, there was a considerable amount of effort and sensitivity involved. It’s essential for the organization. It was crucial for the trainee. It was a turning point
When my friend Tom married his wife, Sadie, she was three months pregnant. The thing was he couldn’t even remember the time that he got her pregnant. He was drunk. Actually he was passed out. He couldn’t even remember playing with her tits or anything. Well there is a good reason that he couldn’t remember.
Monica entered Doug and Julie’s suite early the next morning. She was anxious to begin Doug’s training. She had a present that she was dying to give him. She leaned over and kissed Doug on the lips. Her hands traveled up and down his chest and finally rested on his semi hard cock. “Time to
The week after her run in with the bully, the elusive Miss Reeves, and her subsequent first punishment from Mr Edwards, Cassie was in the school canteen, buying lunch. She had picked up a packet of crisps and a bottle of fruit juice, and was reaching up to the top shelf of the cooler to