I stood there, staring at her in awe. I had dreamed of this moment for years. She had become that unobtainable dream; the woman at work who I'd been sure would never have anything to do with me. She was a dream. The way she moved. The perfection that was her body. Her smile and her laugh caused my heart to ache with unrequited longing every time I saw her....
Aufatmend liess sie sich in den gepolsterten Sitz fallen. Endlich. Der Tag hatte nicht enden wollen, und die leeren Büros waren schwer auf ihrer Stimmung gelegen. Aber nun sass sie im Zug und in weniger als zwei Stunden würde sie wieder bei ihrer Familie sein. Sie seufzte. Eine Karrierefrau zu sein hatte auch seine Nachteile. Zum Beispiel den, am letzten Tag...
This is part 11 of the series and it is about the fantasy we have as a cuckold couple. We have engaged in many acts of cuckoldry, but the story itself is fiction. If you are offended by this type of lifestyle than please don't read. It amazes me that we continue to get such negative comments to this series from people claiming that we are uneducated or despi...
It would be easy to discount the occurrences of the last week as a fantasy, a fleet of fancy or even a dream had I not had the evidence before me. Three pairs of pretty, sexy, women's panties, each enchantingly sheer undergarment of delicate lace and silk defining the character of their wearer in colour shape and style, each still bearing the distinctive int...
Anniversary Celebration, Day Two The bright sun glared unwelcomely through the small opening in the curtains when CJ awoke midmorning with a nagging headache. She sat up in bed as I handed her a cup of coffee. She pulled the sheet up to her waist but left her breasts uncovered and just the sight of my wife's breasts brought back arousing images from the nig...
It was the morning after Katie and Mark's incredible encounter with Phillip, Katie's bull. Katie awoke with a smile on her face and feeling frisky. She rolled over to her husband placing her hand on his chest and absent-mindedly allowing her hand to fondle his chest, stomach, and moving lower. She was then reminded of her husband's state when her hand reache...
Both before Ingrid Jamison entered the workforce, and at several different points during her still emerging career, she took a number of personality tests. Some were supposedly to tell her what jobs that she was best suited for, others to determine what personality traits that she had that were desirable, or that she needed to improve. She constantly scored...
Chapter 1 The elderly British couple sitting expectantly, looked at the tieless guy in a thin-striped blue and white shirt not tucked into his pants, with a white tee-shirt beneath it entering Regis Restaurant. Beverley said coldly, "My god Charles, tradesmen are so socially unfitting these days in not coming in via the tradesman's entrance." "What's the...
PROLOGUE I lie here in this incredibly soft and cushioned California King Bed, draped by navy blue silk sheets in a room illuminated only by the dim glow of scented candles. The blended aroma of lavender and jasmine fills the warm air, but despite the pleasant, therapeutic scent, I am hardly relaxed. The sound of my shallow breathing fills my ears, and i...
Silky blue panties suddenly flying through the air and coming to rest on the court document you are reading will always grab your attention. Lisa Gomez Alexander, a member of my wife's hospital fund-raising committee, had never said more than hello to me before she walked into my small law office unannounced that Monday afternoon. Her vocal hostility preced...