Another Saturday shopping, which means another day sitting in a chair, holding her big-ass purse and wondering how much of your money was going to go walking out of that dressing room. For the zillionth time, you wonder if having such a high-maintenance girlfriend is worth it. Sure, she looks great in all the clothes you buy, and your friends are all jealous...
Andrea and Marko are making love, not fucking, but making love. I can't see them, but they have allowed me the pleasure of hearing their passion. Sometimes my wife and her lover let me watch, other times I am completely banished to my new digs. Andrea, my high powered attorney wife who could also be a real bitch, decided she wanted to remodel the bedroom an...
CHAPTER ONE My ankles are crossed, and I smooth my pleated skirt over my lap. Today is the day. Word is that this new preacher, Pastor Ben Owens, is a hottie. Personally, I cannot imagine a preacher being anything other than middle-aged, overweight, and balding. That is what the other ministers in my life have been. Bless their hearts. I fan myself with th...
I am so angry, my boyfriend is so selfish. I'm totally frustrated by what he does to me. I know when we lay down at night he wants me to give him head. And any and every time he wants it he get it. He never has to go with out. We get in bed at night he starts to play with my ass. I know that what he wants he laid in bed and don't say a word. Before I know it...
Tuesday, September 1, 2009 Dear Diary, This afternoon I met the most scrumptious guy I've ever seen. He's over six feet tall, and built like a Greek god, with black, curly hair and the most soulful eyes. I think you can tell a lot about a man by his eyes. Anyhow, he's going to be working at the desk next to mine, and I might be able to give him some help...
Lucy Burroughs was once your model high school student. The prim and proper head cheerleader, dating the head quarter back of the football team. Adored by all her friends, envied and despised by those who were not among her clique. Beautiful facial features, perky body, perfect brunette hair, and everything that would make the greatest Miss America. But, t...
This is an evolving story of sensual investigation. Please review the first three parts of the first Phase . . . * When I returned home the evening I had visited the Mall the exercise gear I'd ordered was waiting. Once in the house I saw myself in the mirror at the entry. Only a week ago when I looked into a mirror I'd made the leap, not out of narcissism...
I awoke the next morning, startled by a sound that I hadn't made, reaching for my gun hidden in the headboard before fully aware of my surroundings. The arm thrown around my waist tightened as I moved, bringing the prior evening back, waking me up the rest of the way. Easing down and leaving the gun in its hidden holster, I rolled over to face Samu, contempl...
My wife and I lived a very traditional life for the first three years we were married, but then things took a sharp left turn. Lynn and I (Bob) got married when she was 19 and I was 20, we had a miracle baby 7 months later. We went on to get our B.S., her in accounting, me in engineering. We both were in grad school when things changed. My parents were goin...
This was my first real job. I had worked as a telemarketer for a few months before I graduated but I would hardly call that work; a monkey could have done it. I was going to start working for a Security Guard Agency, as an occasional receptionist and also as a fill-in guard when necessary. There was a big fair coming up in a few weeks and I was going to be t...