"You are beautifully built. I wish I could have done more that beautiful body of yours." "Too bad, that's all you get," I said as I giggled and walked away from him. I left the college immediately after that. I was in no mood to walk about the campus wearing just the long coat. Underneath I knew I was naked and was feeling a bit dizzy with what had happene...
2011: The Proverbial Skeleton in the Cupboard. Dan had set up the HD camera on top of a laptop screen then focused it on the double bed. Using the laptop’s finger pad, he logged into Ria's model profile to make sure it was all set up to go live for the very first time. He felt he was pimping his girlfriend but Dan couldn't deny the excitement. Ria and Dan ha...
It was when I was wandering around London that I had the idea, or rather I watched someone else's idea being played out. I'd been walking along the South Bank enjoying the sights and the people. The great hulk of HMS Belfast never failed to impress me despite the fact that it was now literally welded to its moorings. I'd dropped south of the river to Borough...
It's evening, and I've got to the bar where I am meeting you early. I've chosen a spot well away from the door, but still visible. When you come in I want to make you walk right across the room so as many people as possible can see you. Eventually you walk in. You stop as you walk through the door and look around the room, when you see me you break into a b...
Tim saw her waiting and immediately slowed down his pace, curious to see how she acted when she didn't know she was being watched. The problem was that she was always being watched, she knew it and she loved playing up for an audience. It was a warm summer night and Courtney had dressed exactly as instructed: light blue sundress, flats, and a sheer white ca...
The story is slow. Those, who are looking for a quickie, please leave. If you like it, please let me know. And please vote. Hope, you enjoy the story. ***** 'How long you'll be here?' I asked the guy behind counter, keeping calm, trying not to insinuate any sign of my desperation. He appeared to be in late thirties. Checking his wristwatch, he answered,...
Emily was feeling great as she stepped out of her client’s offices. It was Friday, she had just finished with work and a free weekend stretched out in front of her. She had spent the week in Brighton on a work trip and her boss had allowed her to stay in the hotel paid for by the firm until Sunday. Emily’s husband Chris was waiting for her back home in Londo...
"Listen...listen." "Hmmmm?" I opened my heavy eyes to the darkness. The bus was hurtling along the bumpy country highway. "I am feeling really cold. Can you get a blanket from the blue handbag?" my wife Niyati whispered, shivering in the ramshackle bus with no heater and poor insulation. "Hmmmm." Groggily, I got up and went to the front of the bus where...
It was five o'clock; football practice was over, and after the obligatory towel-snapping session in the Boys Locker Room, Johnny Buzzcock reported to the Athletic Supporter's Office as he had been directed. Mrs. Hanson, the Athletic Supporter of the Stuffville High's Trojans football team - a.k.a. the Purple Helmeted Warriors - was in her office waiting for...
Jerry Clikeman was weird. If he wasn't behaving abnormally quiet and anti-social, he was usually making a spectacle of himself. Jerry was otherwise a typical 18 year old senior. He attended F.W. Harmony High School in Thatcher Blake, made good grades, and was in the ROTC. But when Jerry was not at school, he was something else entirely. The Clikeman family b...