“She wants us to go to the dance with her?” It was Christy, the girl my friend Blake was trying to score with, wanting to know if him and I would go to a dance at St. John’s, a private Catholic school, with her. Now I had my doubts, I had attended St. John’s last year, and while I was on the verge of getting kicked out for too many alcohol and drug violatio...
My wife, Amy and I had gotten an invitation for a masquerade party at my best friends house. We talked it over and decided it would be a great time and set out trying to decide what costumes we would wear. I decided to go as a Gladiator and my wife opted for a Cleopatra costume. We wanted to be sure that we would wear a complete headpiece with each costume....
Tango Meredith liked Thursday nights best of all. On Thursday night, she joined her best buddy, Ron, at Dames, a small lesbian bar with a dance floor. It was there she had met Ron & discovered her natural ability for Tango a year ago. Anymore, Ron & Meredith had an audience of fans who appreciated their abilities. They usually cleared the dance floor by th...
"Come on, Lana, it'll be fun!" Jamie said excitedly to her roommate. "Fun?" Lana shot back, stabbing out her cigarette in the ashtray next to the open window. "That's what you said about that ski trip to the Poconos where I broke my arm, the skydiving thing where my parachute almost didn't open, the mountain climbing trip where I fell off that rock and damn...
It was just a ten minute walk to the Club from the restaurant. The Club was situated in a quiet side street with a very unimposing front with the words "Chris & Manu 2, Restaurant". All very low key and I was wondering if we had come to the right place. We rang a bell to enter and the door was opened by a very attractive middle-aged woman who seemed very ple...
Where is the boy with the coal dark hair, the coffee coloured skin and the black as night eyes? Where has he gone -- the one who watched me that first night with a smile on his lips and glint in his eyes? The one who served me over the counter with a teasing confident remark but with a vulnerable shaking of the hand. No words tonight. You look at me as thou...
I'm going out tonight. My name is Nicki. I've showered, shaved (everything), put my makeup on and pulled my hair back on the sides but my long brown curls cascade down my back. I'm wearing a red silky dress, cut very low in the back. You can almost see my ass cleavage. The front is a halter top style that ties behind my neck and dips very low almost to my na...
Chapter two - Becky returns A few months later, and I was enjoying my new life. Not at first I have to say. The old routine of getting out of bed at six-thirty in the morning, showering, shaving and getting ready for a day's work was hard to break, and being honest I was quite depressed for a month or so. What we do, defines us as people, and I no longer ha...
This follows It Was Just A Fantasy and But Whose Fantasy Was It? I think it can be read on its own, but is better after having read those two. Thanks to those who read for me and made suggestions, some of which I incorporated. Thanks especially to Denise whose comments helped me improve it considerably. I put the finishing touches on my makeup and went into...
One of the most exciting things that have happened in our marriage is the discovery that my wife Tracy is an exhibitionist. Since we are recently married it was quite nice to find that we could indulge in a common fantasy and make it reality. My previous partners, while very much enjoying sex, never were very keen on any type of public exhibition and alw...