Her fingers absently brushed the hair back from her face. She tapped at her keys, trying to think of something new to write. She was definitely having writers block. And for some reason, she just couldn't get him out of her mind. Their relationship wasn't what you would call normal. They were friends, but she had an overwhelming draw towards him. He ma...
Hello there, my dear and constant reader....it’s been a long time. So long, in fact, that I could write enough stories about me going solo to cause this website to crash. I was thinking about you the other day, and decided to tell you where those thoughts lead me...to share this fantasy that I am sure you and I both have had over the last few months, so make...
Loud music blared as Sandra pulled into the pub car park. The music got even louder when she opened the car door. Through the window she could see the pub was crowded, everyone seemed to be having such a good time. Sandra felt lonely and isolated, and for a moment she considered going home. But she had already arranged to meet her friend Karen for a drink, s...
You could say I'm a late bloomer. My high school years were marked with rejection after rejection. It seemed like no woman wanted anything to do with me. Not that I blamed them. I had no confidence, no guts, and not much to offer in the way of sexual experience. After high school, however, I gained some momentum and found myself having any number of exciti...
He was young, about 18 or 19, sun-bronzed with blue eyes and boyish good looks. She was 37 (must be twice his age, she thought to herself), a good figure (the wolf-whistles told her) and old enough to know better, but still young enough to know better still. He worked the pool in the hotel - she was not too sure what he did exactly; he did not seem to be a l...
I was in a small town in Tennessee, about 40 miles from Nashville. I don't often make sales calls in small towns but this was an exception - a delightful exception as it turned out. I had delivered my last sales pitch of the day and was planning to head back to Music City. As I exited the small factory where I had my presentation I noticed a small hair salon...
It's the end of another very long day. As I walk into my house I kick off my heels, reach under my silk blouse and undo the front hook of my lace bra and slither out of it. This is my daily ritual. I love the feel of my naked breasts against my shirt and I can never wait to get home each day for just this sensation. As I walk through the kitchen to get a gla...
I was sitting in a burger getting quick bite to eat before heading home, just relaxing and killing time with a little people watching. Watching the young frazzled looking mother with her little son in mismatched shoes tugging at her hand waiting impatiently for his 'chickie nuggisss' to be ready, taking in the trendy teenagers sitting so close all mushy eyed...
I arrived in town full of apprehension. It had been a long trip and the anticipation had built over all the miles from Toronto to San Antonio. Would this be as good as I'd imagined a thousand times? Or would it be a disaster, an encounter destined to fail because of what we'd built up in our minds and talked through in our fantasies? I checked into the hote...
Rod looked around the club as he entered it. It was dark and smoky and men were watching the stage as if mesmerized by the blonde with obviously man made breasts. He too had come to see the show but more importantly he came to see her. The one he couldn't get his mind off of. She was tall, and slender with all the right curves. She had god-given ample breast...