I never know what to expect with Steph. On one occasion, she might greet me at my door, purse at the ready, dressed like any girl ready for a "Hubby's home with the kids" day out. The next time she calls, we'll get the kids together and just talk over coffee amidst the yells and crashes from the toy room. But then, there are other days. Those are why I can n...
It just so happened to be one of those days where you had worked the night shift. You were coming home as I was preparing to leave for work. I was just stepping out of the shower and did not hear the door open to the bathroom. I was bent over drying my legs when I felt a familiar hand rub my ass. "Honey...I hope that is you" was my reply. All I heard was t...
Most of my stories have a nodding acquaintance with believably. The exception is the character of Helen Pollard. She's a sex-crazed cartoon. This is a one-parter. Continuing action is implied but I won't be going down the rabbit hole. ***** Helen could see in her husband's eyes that he was exhausted. And it wasn't just their drooping lids and heavy bags....
You feel it slide down your ass crack and pool in your hole. It's cold against your heated flesh and you involuntarily open and clench your pucker pulling some inside you. From behind you her breath catches and you hear her swear softly under her breath. A cap clicks closed and moments later you are rewarded with her fingers sliding back and forth teasing, p...
I was seated in a small bar in New Orleans. I love bar food especially in Louisiana. It always tastes better than the restaurants uptown. My names Jamie, and I used to live in St. Bernard Parish, a small suburb outside the Big Easy. At least I did until that BITCH Katrina ruined it in 2005. I live in Hammond now, but frequent New Orleans what I deem to be wa...
It's 10pm, you are waiting for me in your room at the Grand Hotel. I should have been with you an hour before and you're beginning to get restless waiting for me. You are beginning to wonder if I'll turn up at all, but something, deep down, tells you I'll be there. You rise from the bed and head to the fridge to get another beer, still dressed to impress fr...
The door closed behind me with soft click and I found myself standing in the hall again. The carpet was thick beneath my bare feet and I felt very exposed. In a strange house naked with my semi hard cock flopping against my thigh as I walked back up the stairs. I found what I was looking for, a dressing gown. It was pink and fluffy but better that than...
Meghan arrived at work the next morning promptly at nine and was assigned a desk and list of tasks and responsibilities. She had spent more than an hour preening herself and wore one of her scantiest bras and panties that she had hoping that she would be called upon during the day to service Big Bob or one of his men. Alas that was not to be. In point of fac...
What follows may or may not be true ;o) I knew it was going to be eventful going on holiday with Chloe, Nikki and Paul. I had known them for about three years, we all having been in the same Hall of Residence at University. In the later stages of Uni I shared a house with Paul and we met up with the girls for the regular drinking sessions that characterise...
There was a small bistro in town where he often went for lunch. A pleasant comfortable place to eat and an equally pleasant waitress called Jean, to wait on him there. He called her Scarlett, on account of her huge mane of flaming red hair. She was married, in her mid thirties and the middle sister of three. Not quite the prettiest sister but a very sexy wo...