Once upon a time back before vibrators had been invented and we ladies had to depend on our imagination I was a Navy wife. I was (and still am) reasonably attractive and as sexy as was allowed in those days. I was 33 and I am named Ann. I am a high school graduate as were most of my friends. My husband was career Navy and looking forward to becoming a Chi...
"Well, how is your search going on Kush?" Isa smirked deviously, her mouth twisting into a rueful half-smile. "Still haven't found a place to move in. That is why I wanted to see you." I said shaking my head. "Kush" Isa smiled brightly, "do you want to rent my place then?" "I do. But I will pay what you asked for only after you get that place fixed." I sa...
Tales From Sechs City – welcome to Sechs City, a wealthy, middle-class costal area of Western America in the state of California. A gorgeous, quiet largely uneventful place, people move to the city to follow their dreams, to live their day-to-day lives. It's almost too perfect to be true... Heidi sighed as she walked into her living room with a steaming cup...
My eyes open in the morning and I take in a deep breath. Looking over to the nightstand, I realize that I have beaten the alarm today. Sliding the sheet off, I set my feet down to the floor and stretch out before standing up. I walk to the kitchen and start a pot of coffee water for my French press, setting an old stoneware cup beside the pot on the stove....
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The snow had been falling steadily all day and the roads were treacherous. I was relieved to round the final corner and turn in to my cul-de-sac. I smiled and shook my head. Before my car was my driveway and walk, both shoveled. It was the work of my neighbor, Wilf, and much appreciated. He now was busy shoveling his driveway. I slowed to a stop, lowered th...
An upset Melissa come running to find Tom who was just emerging from the women's restroom with the company's librarian. "Tom, Tom." "Melissa, calm down. Armageddon is not scheduled for today." "Tom, Tom. Mrs Stokes has arrived and is with the partners. You and I have been called to them." "Oh good. We can snare this one for you darling." "What?" "You'l...
I got off the airplane and stepped into a chilly terminal. The colors were bland and the people waiting for their luggage wore heavy sweaters that hid any hints of body shape from my eyes. I felt utterly out of place in my form-fitting jeans and long sleeved shirt. Though this was casual travel attire compared to everything else in my closet, I felt overdres...
I have a dream job. Or perhaps more of a fantasy job. Unfortunately those fantasies are mostly in the minds of my friends. I run my own private massage therapy practice from home, no other staff, just me and the clients. So my friends luridly imagine this means I spend my days oiling the pliant thighs of nubile young ladies who are then so overcome with lust...
A few months ago the firm I work for hired a temp secretary to pick up the extra work that we had fallen behind with from several large contracts. Although she did not work directly with my department I had seen Michaela around and spoken to her in the canteen, a little shy at first we soon became friends. She is witty; we both share a keen eye when it come...