Chapter One of the series Stacie & Cole: A Love Story Stories about how guys met their wives make for some great fairy-tales of chance romantic encounters at the grocery store or of plotting and planning how to ask out the girl in the next office who caught their eye at a party. This is a story along those lines, well sort of. I had had just gotten out o...
Coming out of my dazed moment of imagined passion, I hear her as she calls my name telling me that there's another 'crisis' moment on the other end of the phone line. I walk toward her desk instead of telling her to transfer the call to the phone next to me. I know, I know, it's just a cheap thrill for me but I find myself looking to steal any moment when I...
My name is Paul and I seem always to have had a fascination with women's underwear, especially girdles, corsetry, bras, stockings, suspenders and so on. As an 18-year old teenager, in 1969, the family went on holiday to the Norfolk Broads. On the way back, a detour was made to the Spirella factory at Letchworth, Hertfordshire. There were many women, men and...
Damn, you finally are reading my note to you. You don't know me. I'm a gal that knows your wife. I have got to tell you what is going on. This whole saga was created by people, with good intentions, who were trying to help. But, they took comments made to them to mean something other then the speaker intended. Look, before you get into this make sure that no...
Chapter 5 - Heather takes morning refreshment It was time to visit Mark's garden again and do the gardening jobs he had agreed to undertake. Gary was a little nervous. Heather unnerved him a little. What if Mark was there with Heather? Mark was out but Heather was in, once more in her white dress. Gary wondered if she had panties on this time. He was none...
"I am really going to do this...Really?!" I say to myself as I am close to pressing the 'Enter' button on the totally black and low tech looking website. The website looks as if it hasn't been updated since the late 90's, but it has written postings from just yesterday. There are no photos except of a brightly colored red door with a curly whip knocker. The...
The following story is the first chapter in a series of group encounters that are loosely based on a real experience I had a few years ago with a man I met online. He told me he was looking for a very oral submissive who would swallow his cum as well as his piss—something I was very willing to do. At all of our encounters, he ordered me to call him 'Sir,' an...
It was the sign that had caught David's attention as he walked home from work one afternoon. "Full Service Salon," written in big, flashing red letters. From the look of things, it was your standard unisex hair salon, but that 'full service' part ushered in countless dirty thoughts into his mind. Curiosity- as well as a long-overdue need for a haircut- forc...
Jamie was admiring herself in the mirror, she had finished her make up, her hair was perfect and her wedding dress fitted perfectly as well. She was very excited and looking forward to marrying her soul mate, Mark. As they had both been married previously, the wedding was to be a simple affair, with some close friends from their "club" There was a loud kno...
I don't even realize I've gotten back to my desk. Automatically I grab my coat. It takes me a minute to remember that I'm going home. I look once more around the office. No one is there. The lamp that had been on earlier is now turned off. Standing by my desk I think for a moment, then head over to the other side of the office. I have to think about it, but...