Chapter 1, The First Meeting We were both nervous. Two middle-aged, married lovers who finally had decided to try something new. He always had a fetish side. She was always a pure vanilla. His name was Bill, hers Debbie. Both were in their mid 50s, and had been happily married for over 30 years. One day about six months ago, after a long argument about...
We arrived Friday in the beginning of the afternoon at El Balneario Sabroso. My boss had sent me with my wife Emily to this posh resort on an tiny bounty island just of the coast of Florida. I'm an executive assistant to my boss, who's a member of the board of directors of our company. "Just consider it as a well-earned long weekend off, all expenses paid....
My colleague Clive at work is the randiest guy I know. I was in his office when, noticing I was looking at the picture on his desk of his sex bomb wife Denise in a tiny bikini, he asked me if I'd like to come to a party the next weekend. As a newly divorced guy in my forties, guessing I'd be among lots of smug self contained couples I wasn't much in the mood...
My wife is not a slut. She is a normal 30 year-old wife and mother. She enjoys sex as much as I do but, like most women, takes more warming up than I do before she is ready. In the ten years we have been married she has gained about five pounds. They haven't hurt her 36 C, 24, 35 figure. She keeps her natural blond hair short, top and bottom, and doesn't we...
Candy, the vivacious, single, blonde, 40 yr. old real estate agent had been snoozing on the beach on a doctor-ordered day off. Actually, the doctor told her to take a week off work but she was only willing to take one day off. Candy parked her sleek BMW in the crowded parking lot and strolled down the sandy beach letting her hips sway and wearing everything...
As commanded, Bec left to change and grab her gloves. I nervously awaited my fate. As I kneeled before Mistress, she stroked my cheek and hair to make me relax. Without warning, she slapped me. The impact caused me to rock to my side. Grabbing my chin, she hissed at me, "Slut. Why do I bother with you? You're so fucking disobedient. I must be stupid to waste...
Cathy and I returned the canoe to the shore, still discussing the possibilities of helping to create events at the alley which might be of some interest to Gerald. The mission would be to construct events that would induce the entrants to disrobe completely, once the mood was conducive and encouraging, without giving the management legal problems, dependant...
"Oh my God, this heat is ridiculous!" David looked behind his shoulder at the young woman, nodding in agreement. For the fourth day in a row, the sun had punished the state with an unrelenting curtain of humidity and heat. He dipped his hands into the beer cooler to splash the relief of icy water on his bare back, but the ice had long since melted, leaving...
During dinner, on Dárcy's first night home, I was constantly sensing that both Michelle and Dárcy were gazing at me and didn't have their minds completely on merely eating their dinner. I wanted to ask Dárcy about the tattoo I had noticed on his penis earlier on but I was too shy to ask. Talk was minimal and polite during the meal. Plagued by an uneasy feeli...
"Here ya go, one beer for the beautiful brunette. That'll be three bucks." The man working the keg handed the plastic cup to the brunette, Katherine McPhee. The former 'American Idol' contestant began sipping from her cup as she walked across the cool sand of Coronado Beach in San Diego, California. She was invited by a few of her friends to attend a beach...