My cell phone blazed all night and I ended up turning off after an hour of calls from Alisa. I didn't want to talk to her. I didn't want to hear her soft voice. I didn't want to think of the nights I'd slept in her arms or the exquisite heights to which she'd taken me. I just wanted to turn everything off and crawl into a dark hole. Of course, it was a stupi...
I walk into your bedroom with my hair cascading over my shoulders and my breasts gently swaying with each step I take you watch me closely as I swing my hips from side to side as I walk towards you naked except for my feet in black heels. I move behind your chair and kiss your head as I run my hands down your sides and sniff your hair which smells of summer...
It happened 2 years ago, I never planned it, it just happened. I was 38 years back then and had been married since I turned 18. I've never had an extra marital affair before but of course have considered it many times. I never strayed outside my marriage and I consider myself to be a great wife, mother and an excellent consultant. Sometimes in my line of w...
Jim is hot. Why does she keep thinking about Debbie? Mother Nature was winning the battle. It was after her math class, and Lonnie was back in her room trying to work on the homework assignment. Trouble was, she kept thinking about Jim, a boy in her math class. He wasn't the tallest or most muscular boy in her class, and she hadn't really noticed him -- un...
Author's Note: This is the second part of a triptych, and follows from my previous story 'Questioning.' While it's not absolutely necessary to read that one first, it certainly couldn't hurt. ... It was so cliched it was almost funny. Or rather, it would have been funny if it wasn't the single most mortifying thing that had ever happened to her. Despite w...
"Oh my God ... Oh my God ... Oh my God!" Trevor burst through the office door without knocking, as he usually did, bouncing from one foot to the other so rapidly he seemed to be running in place. His hands fluttered about his shoulders. "Tell me it isn't true!" "What isn't true?" Lynne replied calmly. She was the occupant of the office, and though she'd wor...
I let myself into her flat with my own key. No doubt she heard me, but nevertheless I crept into the spare bedroom, unslung my rucksack, and began to get undressed. This room is never as well-heated as the rest of the flat, and it was a chilly duty to stand there naked, laying my costume and accoutrements out on the bed. Not only were my nipples standing out...
Cory dresses for the hunt. She's hot and she wants action tonight. Black denim, black silk blouse, silver rings, dark hair slicked back. The face is pale, almost deadly enough to make a femme tremble. Cory wants them wetting their pants when she walks into the bar. She wants a slender blonde with pink nipples and a pale white ass. As she imagines the blonde,...
Across the Bar That's where I saw her; sitting across from me at the bar simply sitting there staring in my direction. She had the most amazing almost boyish charm: short spiked hair, a baby face and a body to die for. Not quite the typical woman with curves here and there more of a sleek smooth look that just begged to be licked and nibbled upon. You could...
Mist gathers around the house on an otherwise clear and starlit night. It moves from window to window until it finds the one it seeks, then flows in. swirling at the foot of the bed, it grows slowly solid. Finally I stand there, smiling down at you. "I'm a heavy sleeper," you said. I step closer to test that, drawing back the covers. You shift as the cool ai...