What a strange day that had been! It was almost surreal; Wendy, and Roger, for that matter, acting in such an overtly sexual way in my presence. Well, they weren't when we were in the car, because they had no idea I wasn't asleep when she was going down on him, but still... Maybe they'd always been like that and I'd never noticed? Whatever, as odd a day as i...
Oh God. What had I done! Ron and Darren just fucked me! I sobbed as I made my way back to the car, but I was in a kind of daze. It wasn't until the next day when the full realization of what had happened really hit me. I felt dirty, used. They had used me like a common whore. And I had let them do it. Even worse, if that could be possible, next week I would...
I awoke on Sunday morning, hung over, but feeling good. I felt, well, I felt alive. What had gotten into me? My mind trawled through the events of the previous night. Did I really show myself off to Roger like that? Had I really done THAT? Yes, you had. And I liked it. And he was never going to tell, I could be sure of that, so it was going to be our little...
The pain in my freshly pierced right nipple didn't last long. A few days later, it felt no different from the left one. And it did feel good. And I felt good, too, basking in the afterglow of the experience still several days later. I felt none of the guilt that had plagued me after my first visit to Joe's tattoo and piercing parlor. Well, that was a bit of...
(AUTHOR'S NOTE: I'd just like to say thanks to everyone who voted for Amateur Photographer and made it number 1 in the top lists, even if only for a few days. It's much appreciated - and there will be more chapters coming soon). "What's the matter, Kelly?" I asked, placing my tray of food on the table before sitting down to join her for lunch in the compan...
The company was doing really well. The drama with Waldorf Fordham seemed to have sorted itself out, and now we were looking at stitching up a new deal with a top firm on the east coast. I'd be flying to Chicago tonight for a meeting with their executives. I do hate business travel, but it's part of the deal. Although the travel part can at least be a bit rel...
Wow, what a night that had been! Well, actually I didn't make such a big night of it in the end; I left Sarah to party on into the small hours. Before I did leave the strip club, though, there was one last tasty little interlude with that black security guy. Stuart was out on stage doing the judging, and Sarah had gone out to grab some drinks from the bar, s...
The sun was peeking through under the blinds as I read Kelly's note. I lay there reflecting on the events of the previous night. Kelly. We had made love. Had sex. I'd had sex with a woman. When I had kissed her in the car at the car show, that was as much love as it was sexual. But this was pure lust. She had fucked me. Actually, that's how it felt – she had...