Monday morning, Michael's greeting included a caress of Diane's very sore breast, he smiled at her when she winced but didn't voice a complaint. "Come see me in my office in a few minutes." she nodded, finished what she was doing and came in. More smiling at her obvious trepidation, "Don't worry beautiful, I knew you wouldn't be up to anything too strong t...
The bus ride to the quiet little town had been long and hot and dusty, with little to look at by the way of scenery. Elsie had clutched her bag on the seat beside her and wondered if she was doing the right thing. To quit her job and cash out her savings to break her lease and move from the big city was a big change. But wasn't that what she needed? Change...
This is the continuation of Emily's First Solo Holiday and I suggest that you read that before this. Part 01 I finished the last part of my story shortly after I'd got home from my first solo holiday and agreed to the blackmail demands of my apartment mates, Jack and Oliver, that I be their slave like I had been the slave of the 3 guys on holiday. The trut...
It started off just like any other day at the office, meetings, files, lunch, more meetings, paperwork, etc… It was nearing 5pm and I was looking forward to getting out of the office and hitting happy hour with some friends. Friday nights were time for relaxation, good friends and good beer. I had one more meeting to go and it was an internal meeting with a...
Aging fishermen tell stories about "the one that got away." The one that got away from me was a girl named Loni. ***** It was the summer of '69. I was fresh out of college with a completely useless diploma in a major that had zero job prospects without a Master's degree. The amount of partying I did in college ensured that I wouldn't get into any kind of g...
Vanville is a small college town; small college, small town. The Van part is for vanilla. At least, that is how I viewed it during my four years there. Being a 22 year old freshman with limited funds I needed a job and a place to stay. My guidance counselor was not much help with either so I took a room near the school and continued to look for employment....
There is little sex in chapter one a story of one man's life, loves, and disappointments. * Hi my name is Tim and I'm a retired truck driver. I live in the northwest part of Portland on the hillside of a mountain. I started out life as skinny, freckle face, farm boy five nine one twenty-five with dirty blond hair that was so wavy I couldn't do anything wit...
11:45 a.m. In parts one and two, Cinnamon had phone sex with George and her boss Bill ate her pussy. Now she has to work the next eight hours at the store, with Bill, Bill’s wife, and the other sales personnel. Cinnamon looked at the mirror in the woman’s bathroom, making sure her hair and makeup looked alright. Her face was glowing, looking pretty good f...
I had been asked my triflin' landlord to do something about the antiquated electrical system in the house I was renting from him for a while. He claimed he wanted to do it but couldn't afford it and asked me to be patient. He kept giving me one excuse after another when I told him what had broken down and nothing had been repaired. I had been patient but I h...
It all started as a playful game to spice up our sex life between my wife and myself. We introduce a few toys into our bedroom and that progressed into role playing. My wife is a normal conservative woman who doesn't fully know how sexy she really is. She is in her late thirties, average build but her innocence is what makes her sexy and I work very hard to...