Ginny Wesley was standing in front of the full length mirror in her bedroom, looking at her nude body critically. Overall she was pleased with what she saw. She was slender but not too thin and was pretty in that girl-next-door kind of way, rather than being 'beautiful', something that she was actually happy about, as she didn't want to put so much time and...
Saturday had arrived, the day of the Valentine's Day Ball. With the upturn in her sex life, Ginny had been in two minds about going but decided that she had nothing to lose and there was less need to find someone to shag on the night. Sam had offered to do her make-up for her and Ginny was only too happy to accept. Sam arrived at Ginny's mum's house shortly...
Ginny knew that buying her new summer outfit had been a mistake. It seemed fine when she tried it out in the shop, hidden by the heavy brown curtain. Perhaps a little skimpy for a woman in her early forties, but didn't she have a new spurt of youth since her separation? In fact, in the shop, twirling around, patting her bum, pushing up the heave of her bosom...
Once inside the front door Sam guided Ginny to the living room. "I'm just gonna go and get us some drinks," she said as she headed to the kitchen, "white wine ok?" "That's fine." said Ginny as she made herself comfortable on the settee. When Sam entered the living room she handed Ginny a glass and said, "I don't know about you but when I go to someone's h...
Their meeting was accidental. Paul had tried to keep them apart, but Elaine got the day confused. Each knew about the other because Paul had made no secret that he was dating two women. But seeing each other nevertheless was extremely awkward. So when Ginny opened the door to Paul's apartment and saw Elaine they both were somewhat shocked. Neither said a wor...
Ginny was a 'natural'. Her salesmanship and account management skills had landed her a position with one of the top ad agencies in the Bay area. She had systematically acquired several high profile hi-tech firms and signed them to global contracts. Her account portfolio had over doubled in the past year, as it had the two previous years. Ginny was high energ...
Betty sat at the breakfast bar, sipping her wine and admiring her second husband's physique as he got on with preparing dinner. Three years her junior and soon approaching his 40th birthday, he was in better shape than a lot of men half his age. His job helped with this of course; as a swimming instructor he kept fit and his muscular thighs were a sight to b...
During my second year at university I shared a house with three other girls; Virginia, known by all as Ginny, a slim tall girl, brunette and very outward going; there was Anne, she was the sensible one of the group, very homely, she was quite short but well proportioned and with jet black hair; Lucy was the shy one, but she was the one all the boys fancied,...
As I strolled down the corridor in the dorm, I caught a glimpse of her walking to the girls' shower room. "How the hell can she take a shower with a candy sucker in her mouth?" I silently fumed. Since the start of sophomore year, I had been butting heads with Ginny. Everything about her irritated me from her sunny disposition to the big "D" cup breasts tha...
It was a warm sunny day. In fact, the weather had been wonderful for several days. The sun poured through the slats of the Venetian blinds across the polished teak desk in Joanne's outer office, where she was sitting reading the screen of her computer. The sales office was quiet. It was lunch-time and most of the staff were out, or closeted in their office w...