When we were in Singapore Dee had told me a little about how she and John had enjoyed themselves when they went for that walk in the garden with Rod and Jo. She seemed reluctant to expand on it and I didn't want to push her so I left it at that. John, however, in the first of his emails was more than happy to fill in the gory details... Any comments I've ma...
"Why am I stuck working as a department store Santa?" "Because it pays better than most student jobs. You had to repeat just one single semester credit to graduate high school. You have lots of time and no exam until January. I think it was nice of Blotz to give you all afternoon shifts so you can make that 9:00 calculus class." I groaned. Calculus was evi...
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The smell of freshly baked bread filled the house as Carlos and Vin walked inside. They followed the scent to the kitchen where Petra was pulling out a loaf from the oven. She looked up at them and smiled. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail and she wore a pink cotton tank top and a very short denim skirt. "Welcome back," she told them, "Did you have fun...
"Screw it. I've been good all week." Renee jumped off her bed and marched herself into the kitchen. She was tired from that afternoon's workout. Hell, she was tired from her last two weeks worth of workouts. Her mind wanted to go to sleep. But her body was not going to let her rest until she gave it what it demanded. Once Gianni had walked out the door of t...
Invisible Fifty-five. The age not the speed limit, although Kate was certainly not a huge fan of either one. The first had crept up on her far too fast, and the second was far too slow for a woman who only drove cars that were built for both luxury and speed. Fifty-five was a tough age for a woman, although, she sardonically thought that to say any age was...
Chapter III: Stories Now that we had showered and had our pajamas on we were ready to tell some sexy stories about our selves. Before we started the stories I checked out the girls pajama outfits. Cinnamon wore a bright red see through silk harem outfit; with gold trim. It was slit at the crotch and down the outside of the baggy legs. The shear silk allowe...
Monday morning I woke up with a hardon that wouldn't quit. I vaguely remembered some kind of erotic dream I was having before my alarm went off but it upon waking it was so indistinct that I couldn't picture who was in it or what we were doing. It took forever to go down enough for me to take my morning piss. I grabbed my bookbag as well as my cleats and gea...
A couple of Fridays ago my daughter Nancy (18) brought her best friend home from high school to stay for the weekend. Nancy's friend, Cristina, also 18, was a shy Filipina, only 5'0". I figured her lithe, petite figure had a C-size bust. Cristina, like Nancy and all the other girls at the high school, wore a neat, white blouse and the school's regulation pl...
I slipped into the thin veil of a short dress. White with eyelets throughout, it had pleased my beloved before. It gave me some semblance of covering while easily revealing my dark pubic area and nipples. I'd neither time nor dollar to buy myself real lingerie before he arrived and fancy lace with glittering trim clashed with my simplistic nature. A nature,...