When Sherl asked me to fix her boiler I never realised just what that would lead too. She was over forty for God's sake, well above my pulling capability when there were so many gorgeous teenagers plying for my attention. Hey! That sounds big headed I know but the truth is that Sherl was about to change all my aspirations and I was about to have the most e...
We had been chatting for more than a year, always naughty, sometimes wild, always ending in one or both of us cuming but we had never met, never touched, never doing to each other what we spoke about so often. It was my idea to meet. I chose a hotel near a shopping complex I knew well and spent the afternoon getting ready for our meeting. I would wear the bl...
He leads you by the hand, along the boardwalk. The two of you are alone there, save for the birds. There is an observation tower, three stories tall. You climb it together, fingers intertwined. At the top, you lean against the rail and look around you. Behind you, nothing but a sea of green mangroves. In front you can see the boardwalk below you. He cups you...
The day had been long and exhausting. I arrived home, wanting nothing more than a long soak in the tub. After feeding the dogs and letting them out, I walked into my bathroom, and there he stood. The man I had been thinking about -- no, dreaming about it. He was standing naked in my bathroom, tub filled with steaming, scented water, candles burning, and sexy...
Heather was trying to concentrate on her task, but as with everything he had her do, it was intentionally difficult. The task itself was simple, take the 12" by 12" pavers from where they were laid out and move them across to another marked area and copy the pattern. The challenge was the way she had to do it. They were out in the desert, the odometer said...
He enters the Villa through the front door. He removes his shoes and socks and leaves them by the door before proceeding to the bar. He takes a seat at the bar and is greeted with a cold beverage by her. She is dressed in strappy heels, a thong and a white button up shirt (men's). Her hair is wet and curly and she smells fresh and wonderful. He enjoys her b...
From the depths of our innermost desires comes a burning fire that compels our thoughts and fantasies to take us places we dare never go in reality. But what happens when the opportunity to turn a fantasy into a reality appears? Would you take yourself to that forbidden place to experience unconditional pleasure? Over the past few months, I have been corre...
It's a long drive to and from work. Well, probably not the longest as far as time and mileage go. But to me (and this story is about me, after all), it can sometimes crawl by if I focus on too many of the familiar roadside details. When I pass by the smokestack I'm only about a third of the way there; if I pass under the underpass that looks like a space ram...
The third day was eventless as the girls went for weekly shopping to the nearest town. We spent the time chitchatting, playing cards, a stroll in the farm and listening to music. The night was also quiet one as the girls were tired. Although we could not keep our hands off each other, it was a relaxed loving sex that we both liked. The next morning I got u...
The doorbell rang. "Hello there, Penelope. Nice to see you again. Come in." She entered, holding her purse in front of her, wearing a dress, and a shawl over her shoulders. A straw hat with some flowers was atop her blond hair. She had lovely hair. I always liked it. Penelope was a beautiful woman, and her ass was fine to look at. I enjoyed the bright, red...