I spent Sunday on my own, finishing up two papers I needed to hand in Monday afternoon. Despite the success of our website and the time I put in creating content for it, I still needed to study and submit work to my teachers. I was just lucky that Ali had been through the mill and was able to give me some help and advice, could tell me just how much work was...
It's the summer of 2002 and I am here in beautiful Bel-Air, California. I try not to pretend that I'm not rich, but then again, I'm not a pompous Asshole and try to stick it in your face. In all actuality, you will see that for you the people, I am more the opposite. In the period of time that it takes me, I will give you a vivid description of my sex life....
I'd been away on an out of town job for three nights. I had been scheduled to take the evening flight back home on the fourth day but the work had gone well, finishing early that morning. I just managed to catch a late morning flight to my hometown, not having the time to call to my wife before boarding. I'd picked my car up from the airport which is close t...
I wanted to call Ali every night the first week I got back from New York but made myself ignore the need. My weekend had been unbelievable, and I kept replaying it in my head. I suspected it would not have meant as much to Ali herself, and I didn't want to be the annoying younger cousin. She might only be a couple of years older than me, but seemed so much m...
It's my epic summer. I crave the heat. Heat seems to stir up my happiness genes. I had no idea how my organized, careful world would come to such an abrupt and decisive end. You can direct and plan your life in a fashion that corresponds with your economic means and social demands or you can try to self-actualize. I had gone the safe route with occasional si...
Ali slept very well that night, having all sorts of pleasantly naughty dreams. She didn't know what Kat looked like, but she knew the figure who appeared in her dream was her. She was a tall figure whose face was hard for her to really focus on but whose hair draped down from her head in tangles that caught at Ali, pleasantly at first, like a gentle embrace....
My third meeting with Ali the Big Old Arab Ch. 2 Saturday 27 of January 9:30 AM I had slept longer than I used to and woke up beside Ali, I looked at him he lay there with his eyes closed and I looked at the big bulge in the quilt, he had a hard on, good. Slowly I removed the quilt and kissed his hard cock, he gave a sigh and stretched his body and said:...
At 18, Ali Hamilton was the most popular girl in high school. With blond hair, blue eyes, and an amiable personality it was hard not to love her. She could charm her way through any situation and insult you without letting you know it. She was also the head cheerleader. And as a cheerleader she was required by the school to keep her grades above a C average....
Instead of going out this year for New Year's Eve, my wife Laura and I decided to have a party at our house. We are a fairly young couple, in our early thirties, and most of the people we invited were also right around our age. We invited about 40 people, and were pleasantly surprised when 30 or so actually showed up. Everyone seemed to have a great time. Th...
The kissing and smooching by Ali at the beach and at our entrance shook me up internally. What disturbed me more than what happened, was Arpi's attempts to try to camouflage real happenings and attempts to reason with me to justify her and Ali's actions. If indeed my wife was not happy with Ali, why did she let him kiss her as she was getting off the car? Sh...