Innocence Exploring Julia felt a little ashamed of herself. She didn't even know how to begin to understand where these feelings had begun to move her in to action. Or was it in reverse? Did her actions start and then the feelings followed? She wasn't sure at this point. Growing up a typical Southern girl in Nashville, she had always been the a-typical swe...
I fell into a deep sleep and unknowingly it was 8 o'clock already. Sarah came back in her ice skating attire, wearing a dark pink leotard and a skirt over it. Sarah tried to nudge me up, but I did just ignore her. She looked around and saw her open drawer. She saw all her underwear was in a mess due to Jenny's rampage while looking a pair of panties for me...
"I tell you Angie, it was the most romantic thing anyone has ever done for me," Christine said excitedly between mouthfuls of Caesar Salad and sips of Chardonnay. "Well, tell me all about it girl," Angie replied. The two women were sharing lunch on the one hundred and fifty second floor of the Liberty/Porterfield Building, in the most expensive restaurant...
Sorry I started a series before I had the second part written, and it's taken me a long time to get this story written out. I do hope to have more parts to this series in the future and hope that it won't take so long for the next installment. If you'd like you can go back and find part one, but it's not necessary. Once again I'm using false names and situa...
In my first story "My wife's accidental affair," I shared how I found out about my wife's affair with her son's wrestling coach through a video that was inadvertently made by some of his team mates. This story is a continuation of what transpired after my discovery, the background provided in the first story would make for better understanding of this story....
I'm definitely not your typical exhibitionist. I don't enjoy openly flaunting myself or flashing just any passerby. I prefer what I call "discreet," or "accidental" exhibitionism. I really enjoy giving an unsuspecting male an "accidental" peek down my blouse, especially when I'm braless. I'll pretend to be unaware as I give a show, as long as the guy behave...
One night a few years ago I took my wife to the bar in a resort hotel that where we were staying. She wore a new skirt that I had purchased for her before the trip. At first she refused to put on saying it was far too short and tight. It was thin, summer wear, made of cotton and clingy that at the time was fashionable. I persuaded her to keep it on which was...
Why am I here? I don't mean that in an existensional Nirvana seeking, Kobain forgoing, jolly fat man rubbing, onion peeling search for personal growth kind of way. I mean that in a... "Just what the explerative deleted censored edited for public consumption, am I doing here, in this particular place?"... kinda way. We had discussed this before, a boundary...
This whole situation is, well, weird. What on earth do I think I am doing? I really can't believe that I am here today - it almost feels as though I am hitching a lift in somebody else's body, just a passenger along for the ride. I have to periodically remind myself that this is for real, that it really is happening. But still it is hard to accept. I have t...
"Don't you agree, Matt?" "Hmmm? Sorry - miles away..." In reality I was simply transfixed by the girl sitting opposite me - Nicola. Her eyes glinting in the low light. The way she kept brushing her blonde hair back over her ear. Her ready, flashing smile. Her tongue as she licked the last of her dessert from her lips (was she looking at me when she did that...