Do you think you know the story of Cinderella? What about this one - the real one? I know the real one because I married Cinderella or Cindy as I call her. The one that was originally told and fills the pages of many books was written to keep the children happy. The real story was sanitised, probably by well-meaning people, but it is time that the real truth...
(This will make more sense if you read the first chapter, but honestly, you seem like a bright person and should be able to figure out what is going on with very little effort.) * It took me a few minutes to gather my thoughts after Yvette's incredible blow job. I resumed my quest for the bathroom, and after opening only two doors I found it. After relievi...
Recently my wife Flora and I made plans to go dancing together at a disco in the popular Buckhead, Atlanta area. We work offset schedules and intended to have a rare evening out. We had been playing phone tag all day prior to our date as I was home in the morning while she worked and she arrived home after I departed to my job. Finally I was able to reach h...
The last winter was one of less snow but increased cold and so I hurried the few steps from my car to the entrance of the "Metropol", a nice dark-wave disco in an underground car park. It was a Friday evening and all I knew was that my best friend Katrina called this afternoon and told my AM that she would be here tonight. I entered the large underground pa...
Monday. Their first full night at the resort, and TracieLynn couldn't look more stunning. She was eight feet away on the packed disco floor, perspiration making her pretty cream and golden print sun dress cling occasionally to her curves as she danced and swayed across from her partner. Bodies intervened, often blocking his view. It didn't matter though. He...
This is a true story -- so the story may be a little slow and quite a bit tamer than you might be used to. Since this isn't fiction, it's not going to read like "Dear Penthouse Forum", but hopefully reads more realistically! We're a Vegas couple in our mid-40s with a grown child that's already left the nest. We've lived here for about eight years, and have...
Following my awakening to the joys of panties granted to me by Sally and her friends whilst on my sick bed, life carried on pretty much as normal over the next few months with Sally and her friends, or did it? Was it my imagination or were the girl's hemlines just a little bit shorter than they had been previously when they were in the house? It seemed so to...
An Evening With My Steno & Receptionist I was working as a Manager in an electronics firm. I had a secretary named Nisha. She used to dress herself in a long dress and also wore a pair of scholarly looking glasses. A few interactions with her and I realized that this plain look was primarily to avoid unnecessary botheration from the colleagues who wanted to...
3. A fashion parade and the appointment of a fourth Mistress The image of my three internet mistresses came up true to time, immediately after I'd logged on at 1.15am on the Sunday morning following my second shopping expedition to extend my feminine wardrobe – as directed by them. Like me all three were clad in lace trimmed and panelled underwear – bra',...
"Yes, but let's not forget that I earned that special night out," Angelina responded. "Hmmm...refresh my memory," asked a quizzical Harry. "Oh, c'mon, Harry. It was that time when you met that hick superintendent from Texas at a conference in the city, got drunk and invited him to tour Riverdale so he could see what kinds of administrative ideas he could a...