I've always been one of the fortunate men invited to Atlas's one-a-month Guy's night. He's always picky to whom he invites for the sake of his marriage. Considering, we've been friends most our lives I know practically everything about him including his taboo preferences. Tonight's my lucky night! Out of four of us I drew the long straw. I get Peyton's pussy...
After the outburst caused by Rhea's exhibition in the bathroom, I cleaned myself up and came out in a fresh towel. Rhea was sitting at her laptop punching away still clad in her white tight bra and her boxers, still facing away from me, that lovely sexy back frame killing my resistance and control real fast. I ventured, 'Still feeling hot? Bathroom's free no...
We went cruising on the intercostal waterway. It was one of those party boats that take you out far enough to gamble in their casino. They devoted two whole decks to poker, blackjack and craps tables as well as a roulette wheel, but most of the space was devoted to one-arm bandits in fact the perimeter of both decks was surrounded with them preventing any vi...
To Tara the Jell-O shooters didn't taste like they had any booze in them. And because she'd put faith in her host—and therefore hadn't brought any wine coolers along—she had no other way to get fucked up. This was a problem. She needed to get through this party. Sasha'd gotten the shivers, for one thing, which was happening to a lot of girls these days. She...
Drew was an angry customer and I was the counter girl. He complained that his food was late, his friend called the order in half an hour ago. I told him in my kindest customer service voice that the order came in exactly eleven minutes ago. No reply he just turned around and walked out the door. The night was coming to a close and the lobby of the restaurant...
King, Jack. Dealer has a six showing. Gravy. I'm back in the game. I sweep my hand over my cards. The dealer flips her hole card, and there lies a queen. She has to hit, and she's going to bust. Money in the bank. Dealer takes her hit and pulls a five. "Twenty-one" the dealer announces, as if to rub salt into the wound. I was totally cleaned out, but felt d...
Brad dressed in a pair of blue jeans and a dark green polo shirt. Christen was resplendent, wearing a pair of blue jeans that hugged all the right places, and a blue button-up shirt with a plunging neckline. They were still as excited as 2 kids in a candy store and couldn't believe how much fun it was being away from the kids. Dinner was excellent; they we...
Two to three times a year, Dawn my wife and myself manage to get away from work and the kids and venture forth to the beautiful north country of Michigan. Dawn's parents love our children and can't get enough of them which makes it easy for us to impose the children on them for a weekend when we can coordinate our work schedules to get away for some "togethe...
It was March and the weather was horrible. Three days of snowing, and their road had been closed for the last two days so neither of them had been able to go to work. Mike didn't mind at all because it was just two more days they could spend the entire day and night making love. He hoped that the weather would be better next weekend because he had somethin...
Ch. I: Murder in 33-B Joseph Masterson, Ph.D., was a professor of religious studies at a major university in Los Angeles. He was a trim, alert handsome man of forty-three with a thin moustache, sharp eyes and impeccably dressed. He flashed around big-time money and had quite the eye for the ladies. Which is why Las Vegas was his favorite place and he made i...