Introduction: I deliberately left the ages vague, but it should be very clear that no minors appear in this story. If you are looking for slap, spank, slam, bam action try another story. Nothing to see here; move on. The eroticism is of a more subtle sort in this story and the actual action takes place off the stage, sort of out of sight. Please let me kn...
We had known each other for a while. Business partners. Through our conversations over the years we had gotten to know each other. Somewhere along the line our conversations became personal, and like happens with many men and women the conversation turned to sex. Through those conversations we discovered that we had more in common than we realized. We are bo...
Author's note: the following story is purely a work of fiction and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. The author wishes to express his gratitude to rozezwild for her editing to make this a better story. Holy Mackrel! It had already been a long trip, what with the flight from Chicago to El Paso in the crowded plane. Every seat h...
Even though it was early evening, she made a pot of fresh coffee, made with that chicory blend special ordered from New Orleans. It had been a beautiful day, but now that the sun had disappeared over the horizon, a cool breeze filled the air. She poured the thick black liquid, half-filling her cup, adding scalded milk to simulate café au lait – not as good a...
'It's the quiet ones that you have to watch out for.' I must have been about ten the first time that I heard this. I was out in the garden, practising bowling at a single cricket stump with an old tennis ball. My mother was drinking tea on the terrace with her friend Rosie. When I heard 'It's the quiet ones that you have to watch out for', I thought that t...
I keep a small office on the South side. I invest in businesses and watch those I help closely, one Hardware wholesaler in particular. He had run out of traditional finance when he came to me. I helped, then, putting things in place I watched. Sure enough he was playing the same game with me as he had with the banks. Shutting him down was an option but I dec...
WARNING: English is NOT my first language - I have learned it in school and practiced it a lot in trading, but this is (even though pornographic) supposed to be literature. So please bear with me, or, if not, just read something else. I also need to mention that the story is true, depicting my personal memory. All the names and/or places may have been cha...
I traveled to the East coast to meet you. We made an online appointment almost a month in advance. On the plane my clit was starting to tingle thinking about all the fantasies that we shared since we started chatting and were planning to make a reality. I was getting so horny that I had to take my panties and bra off. It was easy to notice that I had nothi...
"I need to go for my break, so I'll tell her to do it instead." The part about the dress code must have gotten ripped off, because I knew for sure an outfit like that wasn't allowed in such an environment. After all, there are working men around here. You couldn't have a woman like that walking around in her high heels trying to get our attention because be...
Monday Sabine arrived at the hotel half an hour early, the taxi dumping her brusquely on the sidewalk as if it knew her purpose in being there. She felt like the world was passing judgment on her: the gray, rain-soaked streets and buildings, the thundery sky that threatened overhead, the hurrying pedestrians with their heads down, eyes lowered away from her...