I can’t think of too many other things that make a woman look more feminine than long, well manicured fingernails. Even hair, or lack of, doesn’t hold that stark reminder of feminine sexiness like fingernails do. I’ll never forget one encounter where my lover had her nails, all hers I might add, at a length of about an inch and a half in length. They were ta...
Faster Pussycat was a Lesbian theme pop-up bar in the South of Market area of San Francisco. Located on Howard Street, "The Cat" as it was sometimes referred to by its regulars was open one night a week in a club space that was primarily used under a different name. The club got its name (I believe) from an old cult B movie from 1965 of the same name. Frankl...
"You've got a lot to do before Vaibhav gets here." My wife said grinning her evil grin. Vaibhav is my wife's lover and my boss. I have to say I'm not exactly sure how I got to this point. I was always interested in cuckolding and had talked to several people on the internet about it. That's where I met Vaibhav. He ran a company in Pune (India) and was very...
Shaking the cold off my shoulders, I opened our front door and stepped inside. Nikita stumbled into the house, giggling as she struggled inside. Jay and Jackie quickly followed suit. I walked carefully into the kitchen and grabbed the whiskey and coke out of the fridge. Lumbering footsteps indicated Jay was approaching. "The girls are hot, bro," he smirked...
She left the office late afternoon, stopped by her city apartment. Her Labrador, a rare fox-red male, loyally met her at the door and followed her as she gathered toiletries and clothes, tossing everything into a hand-painted canvas tote. Attaching his leash, she led him out and into the car. Tossing in the bag, she slid into the driver's seat, turned on the...
Gloria had just about had her fill of the Company for whom she had worked for the last five years. It seemed however much you tried to please them it made no difference and she felt overworked and undervalued. Because of the long hours she had been putting in, her boyfriend had ditched her and it certainly seemed like all work and no play. Management was po...
She sighed, blinked, and put down her bag. Outside it was pouring. Autumn was gradually losing its fight to winter, and twilight was devouring more and more of the day. She pulled the scarf from her neck and threw it onto the chair by the window, then clicked on the bedside lamp. Her saturated coat was hanging up in the bathroom down the hall, dripping slowl...
She entered the room seemingly oblivious to the man seated in the leather recliner. Her fiery hair was a blazing contrast to the immaculate, white oxford. He knew there were ten mother-of-pearl buttons lining the shirt’s placket, each one attached with an expert’s stitch. Obviously, she did not care; not a damned one was fastened. Beneath the stark white of...
It's a little after 1am. I have slipped quietly into your dark apartment with the key you gave me months before. "If you're ever in the area," you had said, placing the cold steel into my warm palm. Then you kissed me, turned and walked away without looking back. Now here I am, making my way to your bedroom, where you lay sleeping, so alone and still betwe...
I was working with a multinational construction company, as an assistant engineer, which undertook major construction projects throughout India. I had been transferred to a new dam project which was located in a remote area and where the nearest town was almost 200 kilometers away. By the time I reached the site in my jeep it was almost dark. It was a lon...