A semi-autobiographical account of my sexual encounters over many years. Chapter Two. 1985. (May). Mousy, late-fifties. I met the second guy I had sex with at Uni and suppose he could be described as my first real boyfriend. We didn't stay together long, about five months or so, and although we had sex a few times it was never all that good; at least not...
Detention. My life has been a sheltered one, but after my strict father died, I decided it was time to learn more about life. At 18 I enrolled in an evening class at the local high school and soon made friends. Apart from the subjects I was taking, I learned about socialising with others - that included flirting. I found I really enjoyed flirting and I seem...
I entered the office and walked to the receptionist. "Mr. Sam to see Ms. Goodhouse." The woman checked her book, nodded and told me to have a seat. The office was neat, efficient and quiet. I noticed that each time the door to Ms. Goodhouse's office opened she was either on the phone or giving orders to one of the secretaries that went in and out like worker...
Hey there everyone. This and intense action thriller about finding love in a world of deceit and crime. I wasn't sure which category to post it in so if you have any suggestions after the story progresses then please let me know. ***** Who is Alicia Carter? We're going to find out! Did you go into this with a plan? Or was it more of a crime of passion?...
I love you so much, my Angel. I want our relationship to be about so much more than sex, but I do have to admit that these letters are a lot of fun. Well, at least they are a lot of fun for me to write, hopefully they are fun for you to read. I think they probably are. I don't really have any grand sexual fantasies for you this time though. I'm just lying he...
Billy finished tightening the last bolt along the exhaust system of the freightliner. He was the best truck mechanic they had. Billy came up the hard way without having a formal education. He wasn't dumb by any means but he just wasn't good with books. "Billy . . .! Are you just about done working under that thing? I need you to bring that red truck inside...
She winked at me from behind the bar. My long-time friend. My buddy's wife. She who rendered me giddy with even a modest flirtation. She whose occasional raised eyebrow, sultry tilt of head and nearly imperceptible puckering of lips filled me with champagne buzz wooziness. My flirtatious bartender. The woman I'd fantasized about for so long...my secret fetis...
Buzzed and happy; not a bad way to spend some near Christmas holidays with friends who felt like family. I had enjoyed myself without causing any awkward or embarrassing moments. Something I'd call a win. Playing pool and cards was a great way to pass the time and I wasn't ready to call it a night. With everyone else on their way to bed, I decided to tidy up...
I am one of several slaves my Mistress Marisa keeps in her household. I am completely owned as are the other slaves that serve her. These episodes are written with her permission. It is my, our story... ******************************** "I want to thank you for meeting me for lunch. I know you probably would have turned down my invitation had I made it on m...
"I have no intention of fucking Jen anymore," I told my companions as we sat in the bar. "Who are you and what have you done with my immoral friend?" Jim asked, looking at me suspiciously. "She started dating some guy she goes to school with," I continued, "but told me she still wants me to come around. I told her I'd have to think about it. I don't want t...