We were eating dinner at Steak House I was sitting in dark booth and unable to eat because I caught a glimpse of you at the bar as I was being shown to my booth. I couldn't think of anything else but what you looked like without those nice clothes on with me on my knees sucking you right here in Public. Maybe under this table in this dark booth, driving you...
Touring can be very lonely, especially when you tour eight months out of the year. It's very easy to miss home. That's what Rebecca St. James was thinking to herself as she walked back to her hotel from the concert. It had been a very intense performance and Rebecca was tired. She was really looking forward to getting to bed. Rebecca entered her hotel and g...
Jasen ran back to his office grabbing his keys and turning off the lights, by god today he was going to be a stalker. He got back to the elevators pretty quickly and banged on the second one of four he noticed that hers had yet to reach the underground parking lot. An elevator dinged signaling its arrival to make the descent. Finally in the parking lot he lo...
Your late and I am waiting for you in the hotel lounge. The place is empty, except for the blond bartender, and I am watching something on the TV and don't notice you have arrived. You walk up behind me and nuzzle my ear while you cup my breast, pleased that the only thing that separates your hand from my hardening nipple is the thin silky material of my tan...
I do admit I'm a Peeping Tom. Not that I'm sitting on my balcony with a pair of binoculars hoping to spot a showering neighbor, or that I'm trying to capture something in the vicinity of nude beaches with my telephoto. Nor do I take up-skirt pictures of girls sitting on the steps of a cathedral, or shove my i-Phone under the hem of a skirt on the platform wa...
She never sees. Each time her lover blindfolds her a block away. She never sees to which nondescript brick industrial building he takes her. She never sees the stairs down which he leads her, nor the door through which they pass. She never sees whose voice it is that greets them. She never sees the giggling young women who help her from her clothes, each and...
The woman longed for discretion. The black trench coat that was snugly belted about her tiny waist, the severe bun in which her hair was scraped back, the almost none existent make up. All spoke of her desire to remain unnoticed. On the busy Seattle street, it wasn't hard to obtain. A naval ship had docked not to far from her destination, drawing most everyo...
This story is based on a SuperBowl commercial I saw where Mrs. Borwn the M&M spokes-candy is having lunch with William Levy. It's called "One-track Mind" This is the night that followed, enjoy. Wrote for fun. Leaning back on my bed, burying my head in the soft pillows, I moaned as my young lover licked between my thighs. His skilled tongue going so very dee...
While waiting for Mary to get dressed Jerry found a mint in his pocket, carefully opened the paper wrapping and slipped the candy into his mouth. The sweet peppermint flavor flowed through his mouth overcoming the last traces of the taste of Mary still lingering. He wondered about his timing, when he first spoke the words it seemed perfect, but now w...
How could I lose all your money playing blackjack, and in such a short amount of time! Now I'm stuck in Vegas on Halloween weekend with no cash, and maxed out credit cards to boot. I walk around aimlessly and are surprised to see an open conference room that is getting set up for some kind of party. A delivery person is bringing in a rack of costumes, so I...