Chapter 3 — Second Opinion September 1973 Any time Jim had a project or an assignment he tried everything he could to meet the expectations of those who expected him to perform. He tried his best every time, but he wasn't successful on each and every occasion, of course. When that happened he felt bad and hoped for another chance. "Hey Rich—hey Rich, are...
Everyone is over 18, and celebrities don't act like this. Enjoy! *** "Where are you going?" "Just to get water, I'm thirsty." Demi stated while extracting herself from her lover. "Okay." Selena didn't complain but her tone said she was disappointed. Selena admired Demi Lovato as she left the room. Specifically how her plump butt bounced as the short...
Friday came faster than she realized. Her first week was just so hectic with getting used to day-to-day operations, she had forgotten to just relax. Mr. Barister, or Bear, as he liked to be called, had left her to find her own way through the maze of paperwork. He said if she could figure that out, she would do better than her predecessor. Trial by fire, he...
Dean Robinson was a straight, heterosexual man. He had been married for several years to his wonderful and attractive wife, Jane and in all that time he had never strayed. He had looked of course; a slender pair of legs brushing past him in a store or a pair of full, pert breasts encased in a thin top would always turn his head. But that sort of thing would...
"Mom?" Jennifer whined, rattling the bathroom doorknob again. "Is Jack in there with you? Who are you talking to?" "Pull your pants up," Mrs. C. hissed at me. "And don't make a sound." Turning toward the closed bathroom door, she said loudly, "Go wait for me in the living room. You have some explaining to do." "Mo-om!" Jennifer wailed. "What's going on?"...
Eddie Sloan and I have been friends as long as either of us can remember. We've always been very competitive, including a long-running argument about who has the bigger cock, more sexual stamina, and the greater self-control in the sack. In college, we'd brag about how hard, thick, long, and enduring our respective erections had been on dates. At various ti...
*ALL characters in this story ARE over 18 years of age.* CHAPTER ONE Cal and Ron, both with towels tied around their waists and damp, messy hair, opened the door to the dorm room they now shared and closed it behind them, cutting off the seemingly endless stream of banter they had just been a part of and now heard echoing out of the dormitory bathroom. Wit...
It makes no difference if a man is a stallion blessing to women or a conversely if his cock resembles little more than a clitoris. He will know every detail of his cock intimately. Every vein, bump, mark, ridge, dimension and pleasurable sensation is a fascination to him and he is intimately connected to all knowledge of his cock. With this in mind I must t...
At the end of a long day, I finally put the computer in my cubicle through its night routine, stood up and stretched. I said, "Man. I thought I would never finish with those photos." My next-cubicle neighbor Andy, punched my shoulder. "But at least you got it done, man, that's what's counts." I nodded. "Yep, that's what's counts." "You want to go grab a...
The club was packed that night, dancers swarmed the small floor, drinks were being spilled as bodies collided and the floor was sticky with alcohol, mixers, juices and who knows what else. The music was loud and thumping, the bass pounding through people close enough to the speakers to feel the vibrations, deep in their chests. I slipped through the crowds...