Chapter 9 More than just a job and not all just dirty talk, Malcolm makes June a proposition. "There's nothing that you can do for me that I can't do for myself, June." "There's nothing I can do for you? I don't understand," she said looking at him. "Unless you're a contortionist and have a blowup doll at home, I can think of a couple of things that I ca...
My wife, Pat, and I traveled to Las Vegas to celebrate our 15th wedding anniversary. We had arrived on a Thursday night to spend a 3 day weekend in the sin capital of the world. We had reserved a room in the newest casino resort on the strip. I always loved Las Vegas! It seemed there was a brand new resort every time I visited this desert oasis. I had been t...
For me, the summertime was our season for pillow talk. Ripe with erotica, maybe it was the warmer weather that necessitated wearing fewer clothes and my wife, Gloria, walking around in a bikini and attracting the leering looks of men that inspired my dirty thoughts about her. For whatever the reason, during our pillow talking sessions, I told Gloria all that...
Whilst at work one day last week I received an email from my wife. She had been out with a girlfriend the night before and stayed at her house, and the email was our first contact since the daytime before. It said: "Hi hunny. How's your day going? I'm feeling a bit worse for wear. Not surprising with the number of shots we had. A group of young lads got tal...
I am a US Airline flight attendant but what you wouldn't know from your flight with me is that I am an addicted exhibitionist. My husband understands this and has supported my exhibitionist fantasies that I sometimes act out on layovers. But he really surprised me one time by arranging a party with his friend who owns a machine shop just north of the San...
Susan was sitting at the kitchen table, looking, I don't know... I guess "perky" would be the word. "Your breasts look pretty cute in that T-shirt," I said, equally cheery. It was one of those V-neck things which extended just low enough that the barest amount of cleavage was exposed, unusual for Susan. It was hard to tell if she was wearing a bra or not....
Please note! This is the second posting of this story. The first version was inadvertently omitted by me. Please like this version as much as you liked the first one. ***** Like most of the men folk in Walnut Grove, Charles Ingalls doesn't want to stare at Mrs. Oleson's big bulging boobs. He looks and he looks, but pretty soon, just looking at the large r...
Malcolm eased the big Chrysler off Larry's street and continued west until he hit the entrance ramp to the highway. Driving faster than everyone else around him, his idea of merging with traffic was to launch his car off the on ramp as if his big Chrysler was a race car reentering the track on the restart of race. When he planted his size 16 shoe on the gas...
My husband came to me with the news his best friend was finally getting married and would be coming home for the wedding. Since he had asked Carl to be the best man it stood to reason, he would be hosting the bachelor party. After a lot of discussion, my husband convinced me it would be better to have the party at our house. We have a large home and there w...
My wife and I have been married for two years. Like most Indian women Anu is rather prudish and shy in bed. It took me months before I persuaded her to give me a blowjob and even longer to get her to agree to unique sexual positions. Despite this I had always had the feeling that deep down she was a very horny, kinky girl who was dying to unleash her naughty...