For five years, every Friday—like clockwork, as the saying goes—we ordered a pizza from Pizzamania. When the kids were still living at home, we had to get pepperoni or veggie, and for a while my wife, Judith, hankered for gourmet pizza; tomato and basil was her favorite. Soon we realized we couldn't handle as much as we used to eat. A plain cheese became o...
First I would like to thank the voters, readers, and those who gave feedback and left comments. One person gave me a great idea for a future adventure that I can't wait to make happen/write about, and all gave encouragement, so thank you. For those just signing on, the first part describes my wife's accidental exposure to a stranger, which left me with the...
I love pizza. Probably too much, I order at least 3-4 times a week. Always from the same Pizza Hut. Given that I order so much, I have met my fair share of delivery drivers. But there is one in particular that I am always happy to see. Its a tall, kind of thin white guy named Drew. He is always polite, asks me how I am doing and always asks if I have everyth...
This Sunday she answered the door wearing a tight white tank top, obviously with nothing underneath, and a very short blue skirt. She smiled and greeted him, and as usual, he struggled with not being too obvious in checking out her sexy figure. She loved his efforts. She took the pizza from him and set it down on a nearby chair. Looking very apologetic, she...
Jessica game me a couple of days "off" to recover from the park bondage game. I had some scratches to heal. I also needed to deal with the fact that her boyfriend had fucked me. Lastly, I'm sure she knew a couple days off from thinking about sex all the time would help me recharge my batteries. That part didn't work, sex was on my mind constantly. I keep hea...
It was early. Too early to be awake on a Sunday with no plans. She could tell, though, that attempts to slip back into slumber would be fruitless. So instead she closed her eyes and just let her mind wander where it may. The Chinese delivery guy? Why was he popping into her head? Sure, he was good looking, and kind. But their encounter was brief and he was...
Christina kept a hand on her towel as she walked towards the door, but Amanda let her towel hang free, almost daring the towel to fall off. Then Amanda opened the door and a man, who appeared to be in his forties, entered the room carrying a pizza. His eyes opened wide at the sight of the two beautiful young girls. He said in a heavy accent, "A tasty pizza...
Cassy always found the long shadows of an early summer evening to be most intoxicating. She was glad at times like this that she had ignored the advice of her many friends who had told her that starting a dog-walking business was a ridiculous idea. And for most people it would be ridiculous. But Cassy had more going for her than just a love of dogs. She knew...
I packed the last suitcase and sat down on the corner of my bed. It had all passed so quickly. My summer had rushed by here in my hometown as uneventfully as it had the previous year, and now it was time for me to go back to a life of exams and parties at college. Of course there was my part-time job, which, very unexpectedly had turned out to be the hig...
Hearing the gate open, I jump up from the sofa and go to open the front door, but not without a quick glance in the mirror on the way. There he is, the delivery guy, looking hot and a little sweaty from carrying heavy boxes. 'Fuck, he's fit' I think, as he smiles and rummages around in his pocket. A huge box of dog food, 'Oh Christ' I sigh inwardly, feeling...