I must have forgotten where I was, my sleep had been so deep, so restful, so wonderfully luxurious! At first I just sort of rolled over, softly sighing. Then I felt the satin of the kimono on my back and shoulders and remembered: I was in Linda's room, in Linda's bed, and if I was going to be honest about it, in Linda's power. She had so utterly seduced me w...
"Oh! Excuse me!" She knelt to pick up the packages knocked from my arms by the force of our collision. "I'm so sorry! I'm in such a hurry, I forget to look where I'm going sometimes!" As I stooped beside her, I was overcome by the soft curve of her white neck as it disappeared into the cashmere sweater. The silky swoop of her hair as it fell to her shoulders...
"Mmmmm ... oh, yeah." Em's throaty murmur was barely audible above the forties' song and the crackle of flames devouring wood. A trickle of perspiration meandered down the shallow contour tracing one side of her curved spine. She sat atop Mac, hunched forward, her weight supported on arms propped to either side of Mac's hips. Em's head hung low, long black h...
I have been having a lot of thoughts of being with another woman lately. My husband and I have swapped or shared partners for years, but most to the time I am with my husband and another man. Once in a while, there is another female with us, and I have kissed and touched but nothing else. For some time now I have wanted to taste a woman and have her take me...
I had known Sally for some time and we had got to the point where we were getting into some really naughty and teasing practical jokes, some of which were quite adventurous. I.e., one evening we went out wearing short skirts and commando. Visiting a Pub, someway away from home, we sat on high bar stools, and chatted away until we caught the eye of a couple...
"Wish me luck?" asking this of Max, my husband, as I turned from the mirror after putting that damned stubborn stud in my earlobe. "Of course, but I still wish you'd let me tag along to watch," Max replied in a teasing, kidding manner. Pretty sure he was kidding...hmmm, might have to think about that a bit. I leaned over and gave him a big ol' smooch, the...
Laying my hand upon my brow, I try to aide my sunglasses in facing the glare of the sun. Its such a beautiful day, its hard to complain and I'm not really, just overly excited about your invitation to meet for lunch. The restaurant is new but we've agreed to a late lunch so that the crowd has thinned and we don't have to worry about too many added distracti...
Smiling, I kiss your shoulder, moving to your neck, and turn my head to kiss your lips. You smile, sated and content, letting the bubbles ease you back to normal, your breathing easing to an even rhythm. Brushing my lips softly over yours, you smile, and whisper, "Shall we take this inside?" Smiling back I whisper, "Yes" Gently lifting you off my lap we s...
Virgin Writer 2. The taxi pulls up splashing water over the pavement. Jane and Becky stand waiting in the doorway to Artisan Café sheltering from the rain. Jane feeling like a schoolgirl with her best mate. "That's our ride," Becky gleefully says, "The last one in is a soggy moggy." Jane sprints to the car door, splashing puddles as she goes. Becky elbowi...
It was late when I got home from the meeting- I knew that the children would be asleep already, so I entered the house quietly not wanting to wake them up. You were away for a few days, so I'd hired the 18-year-old next-door neighbor girl to baby-sit while I was out...we'd only known her for a short time, but she seemed good with the children so I'd decided...