Becky bends over, leans into Paul's ear. "It's stuffy in here," she says. "Let's go for a walk." Paul looks up and watches her retreat around the coffee table. He pardons himself to his two bookend sofa-mates – the gregarious Auntie Lou and the diametric Grandma Claire, a stick with permanently down-turned lips and hardened scowl. Paul is relieved to escape...
Becky and I work for the same company, but in different departments. Both of us had worked our way up the ladder from seasonal employees to full time management. Becky stood about 5'-3" and was a raven haired BBW. She had a nice big ass, and her tits were big, but not huge. Becky wore her hair shoulder length and sometimes would get it cut in one of those "D...
My wife Rita and I celebrate three birthdays a year, in March, June and September. Mine comes in March and hers in September. We call the June one 'ka-quarter'. Have I lost you? A thousand apologies, but let me explain about 'our' sister. Becky led me to Rita. I had come to Nairobi on a UN Mission. In my leisure time I love to sing so as soon as I landed, I...
Today is his birthday. He is forty years old. Larry couldn't help but think about all the fantasies that he had not had a chance to live out. They were mostly sexual fantasies. Sure, he had the usual fantasies that most men had, a fast, sporty car, a beautiful home, lots of money, and of course, women hanging all over him. But, in his dreams, he fantasized a...
She had worked on me for over two weeks to talk me into coming to this party and I had to admit that my reservations about meeting and getting along with her co-workers were groundless. I was getting along great with them although I did wonder why the women, especially those talking in groups, kept looking my way. I kept wondering if I'd left my fly open. Th...
As he left the bathroom, Larry began to put his shorts back on, but changed his mind, and tossed them in the laundry hamper. Why should he wear his shorts, when almost everyone else was walking around buck-naked? He strode out into the hallway, trying not to look self-conscious in his nakedness with so many people around. He soon found that he needn't have w...
Long, cold winters are something my wife Ann and I have grown accustomed to where we live. I don't really mind the cold, but come March, I'm ready for spring. Ann is not as patient as I am. By New Year's, she is longing for summer. Before February is out, my wife is begging me for a vacation, a break from work and the stress of maintaining a home. I can't sa...
It's not easy to live next door to a teen-aged girl, but that's not to say that it isn't fun. Fun and frustrating, especially before they turn 18, and since I was ten years older than the mousy looking girl whose bedroom window faced mine across the driveway that separated our houses, I had to keep my hands to myself. That didn't stop me from looking though...
Sunday morning, the light of dawn filled our room, replacing the city lights from the night before. The room was comfortably warm -- apparently we had pushed the sheets off the bed. I started to stir, glancing at the clock. It was only ten after seven. Why was I still not asleep? Brian was beginning to stir a little too. I snuggled next to him as we both beg...
She had worked on me for over two weeks to talk me into coming to this party and I had to admit that my reservations about meeting and getting along with her co-workers were groundless. I was getting along great with them although I did wonder why the women, especially those talking in groups, kept looking my way. I kept wondering if I'd left my fly open. Th...