It was just a job. Like a billion other jobs smeared across the want ads every day, scoured by the bored, the desperate and the luckless. Well, I WAS a little bored. But I wasn't desperate. And, hokey-smokes Bullwinkle, I sure wasn't luckless...though I thought at first that I was. I wasn't real sure about working for a woman younger than myself. Lisa was...
"Oh, God! Oh, God, Tawnya! Wake up!" My head was aching enough without the added yelling. I moaned and tried to sit up. "No, honey! Don't move!" "Let me up. I'm okay." I sat up slowly, fighting the urge to vomit and scream at the same time and I didn't realize that Alisa was crying until I looked over at her. "Hey, I'm okay." "Don't touch me." She whispere...
Vicki and her eighteen-year-old boarder and lover, Karen, were in the kitchen making supper when the phone rang and Karen picked up the portable, which was sitting nearby on the counter. "Hello," she chirped in her adorably optimistic voice. "Oh hi Jeff," she continued noncommittally. A sexy young woman like karen was bound to get attention from boys she me...
So how long is Vincent out of town?" Elizabeth asked Darcie, handing her the stack of paper cups. Their hands touched for a moment longer than they needed to. Elizabeth looked into Darcie's eyes, those deep, warm doe eyes, and she wanted to draw her close and breathe in her scent. Elizabeth pulled her hand back and turned away. She cleared her throat, to bre...
It had been a long time since I have been with anyone. In fact, it had been almost a year since I broke up with Rob, my last boy friend. I still can't believe that he had cheated on me with his sleazy secretary, that girl had no class, and wasn't anywhere near as cute as I am. I just have to keep telling myself that he was the one with the problem, not me, a...
Keeping my promise to my husband of answering any of his questions about my sex life, I am answering his question, "How did I learn how to ejaculate?" It was my first year of college, and I was taking my first women's studies course. We were reading novels and poems by women about being women. I loved the class. The professor gave us too much homework, but...
It was a silly idea I thought. A thought that would not leave my mind. A thought that excited me and caused my mind to travel down paths of naughty desire it has never walked. Would she be interested in me? Would she want to meet for coffee on a Saturday morning or maybe talk over lunch? I was new in the office and had to tread lightly. I did not wish...
~ When our lips touched, it was pure sugar. I had only ever kissed men - hungry men with hard lips. Kathryn's lips were soft. Supple. Suckable. Her tongue darted into my mouth, delighting me with its pliant, and then rigid, explorations. It was so new, such a different sensation, to be kissed by a girl. I felt almost like I was drinking rich and yielding ai...
I had chosen a secluded seat at the boarding gate of JFK, where no one would bother me while I read and waited to board my flight to Paris. All the sudden I was distracted by this beautiful brunette that had come to sit directly in front of me. She was wearing a black jacket and a matching skirt, black stockings, high black shoes and her hair up. She sat dow...
Here I was, in the huge backseat of a restored '57 Chevy Bel-Air with a woman whose name I couldn't remember; her mouth, tasting of whiskey and tobacco, kissing me, her callused, sure, hands slipping off my panties. My wide hips tipping up to let her, my mouth slack and open to her demanding, slippery, tongue; my head tilted, eyes open, staring at the rivule...