Somewhere in central Ohio, I looked over at my sexy little sub as she stares out the passenger window at the landscape streaming by. She has her wavy brown hair down over her shoulders, covering the spaghetti strap tank top she is wearing. An appropriate summer complement, the flowery, loose miniskirt covers only part of her muscular legs. Not even breaking...
Lee drowsily rolled over onto her stomach, lifting her head off the fluffy hotel pillow to squint at the bedside clock. Her tiny, thin t-shirt pulled up over her hips, but she still felt weighted down by the thick, luxurious hotel bed covers. Her miniscule lacy panties didn't provide much barrier from the scratchy blanket to her ass, but she didn't mind. She...
SEVERAL OF MY PHOTO albums were scattered about the bed. Best of Leg Show was opened to a story about two women wearing girdles, stockings and garters who were teasing a young man with their lingerie and dirty talk. Rear View featured brunette Anita in her crop top bending forward on her bed to display her glorious ass. I picked chubette blonde Charlene in t...
One Saturday Steve told, nay ordered me, to follow him on a tour of our somewhat neglected garden. At a large tree right at the end of my property, the hedge bordering fields, he called a halt. "This will do nicely. See this area next to the tree; I want it cleared of all weeds and rubbish by evening." Steve told me, indicating the overgrown ground beside t...
My heart pounds rapidly as I sit on the couching waiting for the visiting stranger. He is unlike any stranger, as I seem to know him so well. I have waited so long to touch him, to feel him and the fantasy is about to become reality. As my back is turned away from the living room window, there are suddenly headlights shining brightly on the wall in front of...
It's almost 7:00. I'm standing at the kitchen counter, writing this and watching for Rachel to come back up from the barn. She has the lights on down there, so she might be a while yet; I don't know if that's good or bad. I want her to come up so we can talk; that's another thing we need to get over with. But another part of me wants her to take her time, be...
Picnic (Part One) --------------------- On Sunday morning, we have heard that the weather is going to be awesome, and you decide that we are going to go for an afternoon drive in the country, taking our time to see the sights, but giving me no specific details other than that. We pack some wine, sandwiches, and a blanket in the trunk of the convertible a...
Note to reader: This is a story for women. I get all this hate mail saying I hate men and try to put them down in my stories. That is not true. Men come in all sizes just like brasseries. You're not stuck with what you draw out of the pile. You throw some back and try again looking for a keeper. This is a story about a keeper. * The music was soft and slo...
Have you ever come across someone that just makes your heart race when ever they enter the room? It's a wonderful feeling. A little lonely at times when you lack the courage to speak the words you so badly wish to and your life choices forbid it. This story is based upon those feelings never dared ventured and the sometimes overwhelming desire to have wha...
Tina pulled out of the kidney dialysis clinic parking lot mentally checking off a list of errands. She still needed to pick up her dry-cleaning and maybe get a quick trim before picking grandma up from her treatment. At 19 Tina would have loved to move out on her own but now that Grandma was sick and had come to live with them it would be much harder. Mom an...