It had been a long time. She didn’t know whether she had stayed away for him, or because of him. But there was the dance floor, and several cowboys sauntering up already. She doesn’t want to dance yet, so she turns and starts walking. It is a warm night, middle of summer… dry Texas heat
Reinhardt eyed the woman in front of him. She was much shorter than his girlfriend, whom he had been cohabiting with for over for years. She laid her back on the bed and was an attractive Brunette at her mid 20s, and was probably Eastern European too. “Now I want you to turn around and
Before I start, I think I should give a brief description of my wife, Julie. She’s 26, stands a slim 5’3″ 105lbs with flaming long red hair (a true redhead I might add!), blue eyes, and a set of pouting red lips made for cock sucking. She also has a nice firm pair of 38B’s
He called her on the phone when he was on the way to her hotel room. “Are you ready for me, slut?” he asked, his voice steely and cold. Mira took a deep breath. She sat, completely naked, on the old and faded hotel comforter, waiting to meet her Master for the first time. “…Yes…
Linda sat across from John, her snug dress high on her well-toned legs, giving away a view of her panty clad pussy for everyone near. Her breasts were straining at the thin material of her garment, her hard nipples being easily seen. She was well on her way to being drunk, and getting loose. She
It was a magnificent old oak desk. Massive, polished wood touched the ground on three sides, with drawers built into each side of the back. It was a huge desk. Large enough to fit a person underneath comfortably. He had noticed this when he first bought the desk. A few modifications later and it was
The day started out as it usually does. I rolled out of bed, showered, drank a cup of coffee and off to work I went. Although my job is boring, I felt secretly excited. Under my no-nonsense business suit, bunned hair and slight frown, lurked a sensual woman clad in sexy underthings. Shivers went through
She couldn’t believe she was actually doing this. How many times had she thought about it, but figured it would never happen, or worse case scenario, she might chicken out. But no, here she was, about to realize a fantasy that was too long in the making. Patti sat in her car for a few
Melanie was a really attractive woman. In her early thirties, about five and a half feet tall. She was not slim, but very shapely with a very full ass, beautifully rounded, soft, shown off wonderfully in the tight skirts she loved to wear. Melanie had been part of our group for some time now, and
On Saturday night of week three we gather at my apartment. Brad and Anne, having already been through it, can be trusted to be fair. Brad puts six poker chips in a basket and shakes them up. Anne draws. It’s Mona. “Oh, I can’t do it today.” she says. “I’m not feeling well. I’ll do