Jason Miller loved to daydream. He was always sitting in class, as his teachers would ramble on about hypotenuses, mixtures and suspensions or Greek mythology. While most of the teachers liked him, he never seemed to apply himself properly to his homework, choosing to blow it off until the last second when he scribbled in answers one minute before the bell r...
Mark could not believe how his life had changed since his wife died. In his teenage years he fantasized and dreamt of a life where he would have many horny women lusting after his body. Reality had been far different to those teenage dreams until his wife died in that lonely car accident. He smiled at himself in the mirror as he looked for evidence of Sall...
I like to put my wife in charge of things when I get home. I have a very demanding and difficult job which takes up a lot of my energy and it is nice to relax as I walk through the door of our house. The kids all have their own careers now and live quite a distance from us so we have entered into a new phase of our relationship and enjoy our new lives. Mary...
The phone buzzed and a new message appeared. "Be a dear and go get a cup of coffee right now." The message was on my special phone, so it could only have one from Lilly, and like all messages from the tiny sex pot I obeyed it immediately. Walking from my office I passed the receptionist desk and said hello to Ginny as I passed on my way to the break room. G...
Chapter 1: This looks like a good and normal life, or "Swim swim swim" thought the whale. So I'm not going to recite my whole life story here. Suffice it to say I'm a fuck up. Ok well, I'll back up a bit and just give you a brief overview. I wanted to be a musician when I was younger, I practiced a lot and focused on it quite a bit but failed monumentally b...
As I awoke the next morning my first thought was four down, three to go! Three more days of my trial week. Passing the test meant being able to eat cum directly from my wife's pussy; failure probably meant a life of celibacy and certainly no cum to eat whatsoever. I began to get ready for work, hoping I could pass most of day five in my office, maybe even w...
Ahhhhhhhh. Nothing like a mid day piss. Especially in the fancy ass lobby of your office/apartment building. Right there in my favorite chair. Piss flying on the fucking floor. I own the building, so no pain in the ass bitching about it. I love pissing in front of people. All over people too. I get off on it. They do too. Most of em do. The others... fuck em...
In the 2003 classic, "How High a Price" (which was authored by the Troubadour), the hero (Early Conroy) is described at the beginning of the story as "a friendly, sunny-natured man with a constant smile on his face." The story is emotional as it details his wife's infidelity and his struggles. I've read the story a few times and wonder if Early is smiling...
I never liked these monthly birthday dinners that my company throws. First of all, it seems like a waste of money to have these catered events every month. And secondly, I spend ENOUGH time around my coworkers, I don't want to have to see them after business hours. Not to mention the fact that everyone always drinks too much and people are constantly making...
When I was eighteen I was shy and quiet. I worked as a waiter and daytime assistant to Maitre' D in a large, fancy restaurant . The Maitre' D was a woman of about forty, short, plump, blonde and mean; she was used to getting her own way. Her name was Marie. Her face was a bit puffy but not un-attractive. She usually wore pale or pastel trouser suits with fit...