Rachel and I had finally finished unpacking our belongings and arranging the furniture, and the house was becoming somewhat habitable now. Given the size of the house and the lack of time we would inevitably have when we both returned to work we decided to hire a cleaner to keep the house in some order for us, and a gardener to maintain the house's equally s...
Hmm... what to wear... what to wear? It will have to be something sleazy won't it? A mischievous smile crosses my face. I'm fumbling through my underwear drawer and I pull out my white thigh-high stockings. Sleazy, huh? White thigh-highs are always a good start. Now for underwear. Or maybe no underwear? Hmm, could I? No underwear? And let's see. A skirt. A...
DISCLAIMER: This scene was taken from a video clip I found on the web. I have no idea what movie it's from, nor do I know the true names of the actors or characters portrayed. Below is a textual presentation of most of the events in the clip as they're played out. If anybody would like me to do this for another video clip with good audio, I'd be happy to ta...
For the rest of the weekend, I kept picturing that lewdly exciting scene I witnessed in the parking garage. It quickly dawned on me that I was becoming increasingly obsessed with Carla. I was anxious to go to the office, then to figure out a way to connect with her. I knew that Carla was a smoker, because I often saw her sitting on the courtyard benches whe...
She was insatiable, and he was getting sore, both from being penetrated and from being massaged to orgasm, but he was unable to complain. Neil had become accustomed to the penis gag filling his mouth as it had for the past two hours. Yes, he still tried to scream when he came, but the resulting muted groans and grunts seemed adequate and normal to him now. H...
I walked up to the receptionist and introduced myself. "Hello," I said. "I'm Victor Jones. I have a four-thirty meeting with Denise Mitchell." She smiled back. "Just a moment, sir." She dialed and extension on her phone and announced my presence to Denise on the other end. She hung up. "Ms. Mitchell will be right with you." "Thank you very much," I rep...
Over the last of our breakfast coffee, he asked, "So, what's on for today?" "Editing, rewrites. You?" "Working on those two patent applications. The one's current; the other won't pay off for years, but Boston says I need to get the papers filed now." "Fun stuff. What time will you be finished?" "By lunch, actually, I hope. Nothing too complicated. Just...
There were a few raised eyebrows among the cleaners on Tuesday evening when I turned up for work. Instead of my usual jeans and baggy jumper, I was wearing a short pleated black skirt and tighter fitting white top and short denim jacket. "Bloody hell. You'll catch your death dressed like that, girl!" Marjorie exclaimed, looking at my bare legs before headin...
Jenn fell back onto the sofa after her exertions to catch her breath, still feeling the euphoric after-sex buzz, her cheeks aflame, her pussy warm, and wet. Strangely way warmer and wetter than she thought she should be. Opening her eyes, she could see why, Stefan had knelt between her legs and was giving her pussy some attention. Leaning back, she spread he...
Sitting next to me in the dark booth Sarah was enticing in every way. She had traded in her Cinnabar for a lovely scent of jasmine, a subtle enhancement to her beauty. Her shiny jet black hair framed a smooth white complexion and a straight nose and flashing blue eyes creating a model picture that was breathtaking. Sometimes I looked at her and my breath rea...