Two weeks passed, with Simon's days divided along clear lines. He put in a full day at work, either in the office or by chasing down leads, followed by a quick shower and change of clothes at home. Afterwards, he met up with Micah and they spent the evening and part of the night together. It would have suited him to simply go to Micah's motel and have them...
"Oh my God, Jake, I can't believe what you guys were doing last night!" This was my opening gambit over coffee-making when the two of us had just got up. I was hoping my seemingly light-hearted quip might give me the opportunity to tell him I would really like to double-end with him - that being something one did with another man with an appropriate dildo....
"Why do we have to go out with them?" I complained to Laura, my wife, "It makes me mad to see how he orders her around." "First of all, Lisa doesn't seem to mind how he talks to her. Secondly it's none of your business how they conduct their relationship and third, she's my friend. We have lunch together almost every day and I like her and him too. I made t...
Warning: contains mild scat === The night before Jake and I were going to watch Liverpool play Leeds, the tumble drier decided to break down. I had, of course, left the bulk of the laundry we needed until the night before our trip and so we had a large pile of wet washing waiting to be dried. As an engineer by trade, doing impromptu repairs on our applianc...
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More than 5 weeks had passed since my last visit, causing my sense of timing to be a bit off. Not only due to eager anticipation, which at times had me riding far too fast, but also due to enjoying a good smoke before leaving. On weekends, the bathhouse opens at 2pm, and parking the motorcycle around 1:50pm meant hanging around for at least a couple of minut...
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Nebraska to New York. Nebraska to New York. Nebraska to New York. I guess I've been driving that route for over fifteen years now. It was a long trip and it was a boring trip. Long hours at the wheel of my eighteen-wheel refrigerated trailer-truck, delivering meat from the heartland to the East Coast. I had a good steady job with Macon, Mitchell and Marlin,...
Part Two. It was Monday afternoon and Tom still hadn't called. It had barely even been two days yet and Matt was already wondering why he hadn't been in touch. "Stop moping, he'll call. Trust me, he was definitely interested." Tessa seemed to have an unnatural skill for reading Matt's mind and it unnerved him a little. Tessa hadn't even turned to look at h...
The door opens to one of the deluxe suites the Iron Cloud has to offer. With large round dark cushions arranged in several places of the room, there is a hot, steaming tub built into the center of the floor, framed with rugged rocks around. On the ceiling are luminous streaks of white and grey, resembling a calm, decorative cloudy sky, with a single larger b...