It wasn't what Jen expected. Her roommate Diane would dress up every Friday night in club clothes, tight leather bustiers and mini skirts, knee high spike heel boots and fishnet stocks. Diane was so hot all dolled up, her soft blond hair waving around her shoulders that Jen thought about kissing her. College was about new experiences. Why couldn't she just s...
I'd seen her now maybe four times walking her kids to school and pushing a stroller. She was a small Asian woman, always wearing very short skirts and tiny tops in the warm weather. She looked very pretty too. I wondered why she never seemed to have a man in tow. So I started to follow her one day when she walked back from the school, keeping a good distance...
You read the letter again as the limousine from the regional airport pulls up into the driveway... Dear Robin Nordhal, Hello, you do not know me, but I know you. My name is Randal F. Styles of Jackson, Waverly, Styles, and Kant: LLC. Our firm has had the surreal and sometimes difficult job of representing your estranged great-uncle on your father's side Hor...
Neither Terri nor her alter-ego, Tori worried about the Nordic-looking man. She was too busy getting aroused. Her work at both jobs had been very rewarding today. They had decided to let her start training on the street. In the next few days, she was going to team up with her first partner and she was looking forward to it. She anticipated a much better att...
This is Part 3 of my Juicy Asian Spa series. Make sure you've read Part 1 and 2. Enjoy! *** I woke up suddenly, as if a gunshot had woken me. I was so exhausted after the second session that I had fallen asleep as soon as I had gotten to bed. I rolled over and looked at the alarm clock by my bed. It was 10 PM. Damn, I had slept for almost 3 hours. I...
August, 2020 Here is my preamble to this story and my comments as I get near the end of the series. Generally, readers seem to enjoy my stories and I am grateful for the views, votes and comments. Actually, some of the comments I didn't appreciate and I deleted those as soon as I read them. I started writing these stories in the summer of 2017 to see if...
On Friday afternoon of the next week, I was in the store alone and had locked the front door to be able to develop some prints in the darkroom for a customer. Finally finished, I turned on the light and took out a little box from far back of my personal desk drawer that contained the special pictures I shot of Courtney, my secret former middle school crush,...
As the morning sun streamed through the window and dappled the sheets, I wake up cold and lonely in body. But hot in mind. Rolling over to the pillow next to mine, I smell you on it--the faint perfume you wore last night wafting from the cloth, punctuated by the equally distant yet distinct musk of your night with me. The perfume sends its signals straigh...
The night of our pool party had finally arrived. This was going to be the most sexually exciting night of Tom's and my life. We had RSVP's from 7 couples in our exclusive neighborhood, 9 couples that were friends of Teresa's or mine, Chantal and a few of her sexy ladies as well as two men from Tom's office and a couple ladies from nearby. Chantal had hired...
Later that evening, after a good meal and some tense words between them, Racquel lay curled up beside her husband, her own scheme coming to full fruition in her mind. She had a friend that she knew Bryan was dying to fuck, a lush and ethereal brunette named Ava. Ava was about 30 and had a cool, mature vibe about her that Racquel herself found alluring. She w...