I was on my way home from work. I'd stopped to do a bit of Christmas shopping along the way and it was a cold night. I'd managed a book, moderately well suited for my sister, another for myself and a toy tank for my nephew. No one would be home for another couple hours and so I popped into a pub just off the square. The heat blasted me like a desert wind as...
Lightning lit up the night sky. Thunder crashed so loudly it shook the foundation. Lauren was home alone on Halloween. She was getting used to being alone since her recent break up with her long time girlfriend Kristen. Kristen had left her the house and taken half the furniture and the newer car. They had been together for 5 years and had planned on spendin...
Heather felt the heat in her pussy moments before the wetness began. Elaine was trying to pick her up – there could be little doubt of that now. When she was in town, Elaine was a frequent visitor to Heather's dress shop. Tonight, however, Elaine wasn't wearing a dress. She sat at the bar of the restaurant clad in a fur coat that extended below her knees. Th...
On leaving the cubicle unsure of her feelings, never having, even in her wildest dreams, thought of participating in such a lewd display, first as a voyeuse and then as an unashamed exhibitionist Sarah approached the woman. The Contesse was washing her hands at the same time watching Sarah in the mirror, a smile on her face. "Cherie, bravo, you have so exci...
"Taxi! Taxi!" Sabrina Kelley waved her hand furiously as the icy Manhattan wind whipped through and around her bones. The New York skyline was rapidly approaching dusk and the evening forecast predicted a heavy round of snowfall in just a matter of hours. Though there was no one there to greet her or make her feel at home, Sabrina desperately wanted to ma...
The woman simply oozes sophistication from every pore. The words "charm, style, and grace" were most likely created just for her. If "Class" isn't her middle name, it should be. Although I rarely see her wearing a pair of jeans, what the woman does to them should be illegal. She should not be allowed to walk anywhere near a road, she's a serious obstruction...
I'm driving an open car. But it's now a boat. But the canal comes to an end, I can see the next section of it, but can't figure how to get there. Nobody's home, I don't know whose house it is but I go inside anyway. A bell is ringing. But it's not in my dream. It's the door bell. I open a gummy eye. The clock's red LED. 5:47. What? Who at this hour? I grunt...
This is for bridgetkeeney, whose “Itchy Nipples Challenge” thread in the Author’s Hangout Forum provided the inspiration. And a good thing, too, as Rhia and Dorothy had languished too long. I Dorothy Warner inscribed a large “C-” on the first page of the essay. She held her pen poised, ready to scribble a caustic comment about using a spell-check. Her hand...
Twenty five year old Jillian was able to retain the house after her divorce. Six months of legal wrangling was finally over and now she could finally get on with life. Boredom was the rule of thumb so she kept herself busy by doing yard work and fix it jobs around the house. The only genuine relief from her loneliness was neighborly chit-chats with her next...
Looking over at Jodie, Miss White could see that she, in turn, was looking at the strap-on sitting on the coffee table. She had the itch, obviously, and since she had been good that day, Miss White decided to indulge her. After snapping the harness into place Miss White took a seat on the couch and invited Jodie to straddle her. Jodie didn't need to be aske...