This story is pure fiction. My journey to wearing women's underwear began innocently enough when I was 18 or 19. I was living with my older sister, at the time it happened. It happened one morning, I walked down the hallway, when I came across my sister's door slightly ajar, so I couldn't resist by peeping into her room. I saw my sister standing with her...
Krystal called me about midweek the following week, and, though I was anxious to talk to her, I let it go to voice mail. I wanted to make sure I could analyze her frame of mind when she called. I listened to the message about a dozen times, and I deduced that she was slightly nervous, and a bit excited, but still being shy with me. She told me that she wante...
Just before midnight ... "Hiliad, this is Michael Matthews, the auditor," Liza said as she approached me with a man beside her that I hardly gave a glance. "Brett isn't supposed to be here till tomorrow." Brett was always the auditor. Why didn't he call that he was going to be early? Connee's gonna be upset. "Mr. Fildri, Brett is ill. I'm his replacement...
I tapped my foot nervously and drummed my fingers on the arm of my chair. My eyes roamed restlessly around the room, passing over details I had already observed dozens of times. Expensive-looking art on the walls. The potted plant in the corner. The display case full of awards for the company's products. A framed photo of the CEO. The attractive blonde secre...
It had been a really long, stressful few months of work for both my lovely wife J and I so we decided to take advantage of a long holiday weekend at our vacation home in the Four Corners area. The 8 hour drive-normally mind numbing- actually felt good and helped us to decompress and start laughing again. During the quieter times on the road, I would watch J...
When he heard footsteps outside the door, Matt swore. Things were not going to plan, he thought, as he ducked under the desk. For once his small build was working to his advantage, the space was cramped, but it would have been awful for someone larger. He took slow steadying breaths as he heard the door creak open, hoping that whoever had entered would leave...
This was the game. She knew that this was the moment they both looked forward to. His left hand on her neck pressing down and holding her in place. Crouched there on the edge of the bed, face forced into the mattress, legs folded under her, hands and arms stretched out in front of her. Her pussy aching to be touched. The thin trickle of lube slipped down t...
While I listened to the sounds of the shower my wife Karen was taking in the bathroom I lay on the bed playing with myself. I was waiting. Why does Karen take so long coming to bed? She takes her time because she knows I am lying here waiting. Karen is a tease. The thought of the water running over her breasts and streaming down into the dark curls between h...
Eight year old Jennifer Daley hated being in church. What Jenny - as she was called by her mother and her friends - especially hated about church was the ancient, uncomfortable pews. It felt like she was sitting on concrete and whenever she moved around to stop her bottom from falling asleep, the scratchy, smelly cushion that stretched across the long pew wo...
It was a Friday afternoon and basically school was out. We had a big home game on and everyone was being encouraged to go and cheer for the team as they had a good chance of making the finals this year. Me, I very heroically volunteered to do patrol duty around the school and grounds. My team spirit was duly noted and I wouldn't have to waste my time down at...