You grab me by the arm and pull me to the door, pulling me close, you whisper in my ear, 'take me home so I can use you like the little whore you are.' I feel your fingers squeezing my arm. Leaving the bar, you release my arm and I feel your arm slide into my coat, your hand going down my lower back, my ass, lifting my skirt, I feel your fingers brushing the...
So I met this guy on the Internet, Ken. Yeah, I know what you're thinking, but he seemed like a decent guy. Harmless, anyway. But crap could he whine. In some dead end sounding job, that he claimed he liked, with this hottie for a wife, who appeared rather bored with it all. So, for whatever reason, we decide to meet, dinner. He was visiting Los Angeles an...
We are in a room, and it is nighttime...the room has no furniture. It is lit by dozens of candles spread in a circle on the floor. More fill windowsills and shelving throughout. The largest window is open and its lace curtains, floor length, billow and lift with the spring breezes making the candles flicker. Though the day has been cool, our dinner, the wine...
I’ve been selling housewares for Macy’s for 20 years now. I love using my cheerful, personality to meet and help new people. It doesn’t hurt that I’m good looking for a 50 year-old guy, kind of a poor man’s Tom Cruise. I get to meet a fair share of women and sometimes when they are my type we become close friends. They have to be my age, nice, real and f...
"I better go," I said, "I don't want to be late." He gave me a forlorn look but I knew he had accepted that I could never stay past midnight. I hoisted myself off the couch, knowing he wouldn't make his move. He never makes me late and it drives me just a little insane. I reached for my sweater, accepting that putting my large tits on display wasn't going...
We were at the movies. It was really just an excuse to get you out a bit -- there was really nothing worth seeing. We sat through part of the lightweight film, but left less than a half hour into it, cursing ourselves for paying for that bit of Hollywood slop. We sat in my car for a bit then, grateful for the company and conversation. I was bored; He had bee...
It's a little past dark on a cool night in November; I am waiting for you to arrive. I look down at my watch, 7Pm, you should be here soon. I get out of the truck, and lock it up. Strolling towards the door to Denny's I see you pull into the parking lot. I wave, and wait at the doorway. As you walk towards me, pack slung on your arm, we greet each other, an...
Mary is a good wife and we have been mostly happy since we were married. There have, of course, been moments and events that have caused problems. But, on the whole, we have lived in relative harmony. We enjoy a healthy sex life and there are few unopened doors, if you know what I mean. Every once in a while Mary likes to have what I call her "dream sex." S...
Physicals were never something I enjoyed - they always seemed so unnecessary. But I guess they need to happen sometimes. The padded examination table I was sitting on slowly sucked the heat from my bottom, making me shiver slightly as the door to the doctor's office opened. A woman stepped through and closed the door right behind her. I arched an eyebrow in...
"Hmm-hmm," the old man cleared his throat and leaned toward the microphone that was sitting on the arm of his chair. "My name is Marcus Helgelund. I am ninety-two years old, and I was born in Vienna, Austria. I moved to England in 1933 to attend medical school in London. After I graduated, I moved here to Lowestoft to practice and I've lived here ever since....