Dear Clara, ok, so I think I was going to tell you more about me and Mr. Lay!!! Well after we fucked he had to go back to his room and I had to take another shower. That night at dinner I made sure to sit next to him, although he'd tried to avoid me while we walked over to the restaurant. He was totally blushing and everything, but we were sitting in a bo...
"Don't tell Carmallita," Mr. Sanchez said with his back to the stable door. His stocky frame shielded the sight of Paco, the lead ranch hand. "Yes, sir," Paco answered then turned to walk away. "Don't tell Carmallita what?" Carmallita had walked up behind them as the two men were talking. She had overheard and her hand was on her hip with a sassy tone to...
Jenny is a small Girl(5'2"/95lbs) with little titties(a-cup), long blonde hair(to Her waist), and a sexual appetite bordering on nymphomania. Jenny and I have been Friends since I was 17 and She was 13. From the beginning of Our Friendship, We had no reservations about what We would talk about or do with/to each other. Since Jenny graduated, She seemed to...
I didn't think a lot about it when the fitness club called up and asked me if I could reschedule my appointment with Albert, my personal trainer. Apparently he had a situation arise and had to leave town. They told me Sean would be my trainer so I figured, "No big deal," and let them put me on hold to check their schedules. Scheduling was my one big complai...
Chelsea sipped her wine and watched as George chatted with the older businessmen. He had worn the gray suit with the red tie. It was a silk tie and Chelsea knew that it was fine silk. She had tugged on it gently to tease him. She loved how sharp and dignified he looked. His silver hair was styled and his large hands were freshly manicured. He was laughing an...
A FLASH STORY Honey, We Need to Talk The temperature kept creeping up to the start of the red and I'd look down from the traffic to the dashboard, praying I'd make it home. I kept the heat on full blast, trying to keep out the winter chill and slow down any overheating. My cell had crapped out that morning and I'd spilled some coffee on my lap when I got i...
A few evenings a week, I work as the 'entertainment' at an exclusive gentleman's club, paid well to do whatever the men want. Sometimes I am ordered to put on a show for anyone who wants to watch and the rest of the time I am available to be summoned by any of them as they sit around in their leather armchairs sipping expensive whisky. I am dressed for their...
I will call this Mr. NFL or how I lost my wife but found her happiness. We had been married close to 30 years. She was five foot six, around one hundred and twenty pounds. Blond with very faint pubis almost looked shaved and very nice 36 D breasts. One of the things I always looked at were the legs, were they slim and was there a space between them. Just one...
Baldor Woodbead straightened his back and clenched his teeth. Being summoned by the Master of Assassins didn't always or even commonly end in inhumation. Most students survived. But most students at the Assassins' Guild School were aristocrats. Scholarship students like Baldor were seldom summoned to Lord Downey's office. Scholarship students had a hard enou...
This is a contest entry, so please, please give me a high vote. I'll do anything you want. * It was 2:30 on a Thursday afternoon, as I contemplated the green armchair across from my desk in my office on Sunset. As can be the case in Los Angeles, it was a hot October day. And it being a Thursday, my receptionist, Destiny, was at her Pilates class, leaving m...