I blinked, glancing at the digital clock displayed in the lower right corner of my laptop’s screen. I had been writing for a solid hour, lost in creating my account, only slightly edited, of Master and Mistress’s story. I was inspired by Vivian. She had written one book on what she had learned from Master
I’ll admit it: the first six months after my divorce I was like a blind dog on Viagra , ready, willing, and able to jump on anything female. You see, I’d been married for almost 10 years to a good-looking but very uptight and very frigid woman; at 37, I was finally free and clear
Lana Masters approached her brother’s service station with some trepidation. This was her first job, in actuality. She’d married young, when her boyfriend had knocked her up at age seventeen. The following ten years had been good, but then he’d been killed by a drunk driver leaving a bar. The life insurance had carried her
Since I started work I always thought Jim was kind of cute, but since he was married and all, I never thought anything would happen with him and me. Also, he was pretty old–I figured he might even be 40. I’d seen his wife Cathy a couple of times. She is a slender, athletic woman,
“Do you like her?” It was my wife, Doris, asking this. We’d just left from visiting her best friend, Kate! I looked at her suspiciously, trying to judge her angle. “She’s your friend!” We’d been ostensibly visiting Kate to cheer her up. Her old boyfriend, Nick, had left town. Not that Kate had been seeing
I was curious about what my new panties would feel like the morning after I bought them. I had to get to school, my ninth grade year well underway. I grabbed those panties along with the rest of my clothes I’d wear. I headed to the bathroom. My older sister had gone first, leaving a
Ben is a very good friend of mine. We met in scouts when we were younger and became fast friends. As well as all the normal scouting trips, we also would get together during the summers whenever one of our moms was willing to give us a ride across town. Ben went to a private
I had been sniffing panties for close to half a year when an even more exciting turn of events happened to me. Even now, so many years later I can still remember it was a Sunday as we went to church in the morning. My mom was an extremely faithful church devotee. I and my
Eva watched her parents car disappear as it turned the corner. She stepped away from the window and drew the blinds, blocking out the sunlight. Her parents had just left on a weekend getaway to northern Minnesota, leaving her home alone for the next two days. It had taken some pleading because her parents were
I was living with Christina for 7 years, we’d bought a townhouse together and everything seemed to me to be just fine…little did I know. Christina was so voluptuous, big fat tits, thick creamy thighs and a fat wide ass. She had long brown hair, big brown eyes and milky white skin. I was so
Chapter 1. The day was typically cold and wet and just what everyone expects for a funeral. We were gathered to bury our father who had finally passed away after a long, lingering, pain filled and undignified illness. His death came as a relief to us all, and I have no doubt to Dad as
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Meg, my wife came back from caring for her mother looking and feeling very tired, it seemed she was treated more like a servant than a step-daughter, and despite her familial feelings decided that she wouldn’t do it again no matter what happened. I kept quiet about it, mainly because I had never had a
“Are you guys having a good time?” Danielle inquired, looking up from her book. The two guys grinned. “Yes…” the first guy, Daniel from Accounting, sighed. Of course, this wasn’t the first of Danielle’s “events” which Daniel had attended. “Yeah…it was a great idea to have a company beach party…” agreed his pal from the
I looked upon her incredulously, “What?” “I’m serious Mister, two other people have done so well and I really want to beat them and win the trip to Europe, it’s a scholarship to study abroad for the summer. I know if I can sell 75 more subscriptions I can win first prize. Please help me,