This is not a true story but a work of fiction. It reflects the writer's fascination with mature women and how I would like to have been introduced to the joys of sex at a young age by a much older woman. It is my first attempt at writing erotica and I would appreciate readers' criticisms and comments and opinions as to whether I should continue the story....
I had taken a part time job at the mall's jewelry store to help pay school expenses. I grew to like it & they found me a natural saleswoman. My manager was quite open to my ideas and also quite forgiving with some of my actions. The dress code for example required professionalism. Which meant stylish, yet conservative. I was given more latitude than the oth...
It has been incredibly difficult for me to find a job. I understand how bad the economy is and that employers have their pick of 100's and sometimes 1,000's of applicants, but I have an excellent resume. I graduated with honors with a degree in economics and had been successfully employed for 12 years at the same company, where I worked my way up the ladder...
It was the spring of 1989, and I was in the Navy as a Fire Controlman. Being stationed at Mare Island, CA, I had high hopes of meeting some California girls. Little did I know then that the girl of my dreams wouldn't be from California, but rather she would be from New Jersey. I was early to watch that night. I had again volunteered for the balls to four Pe...
His date was wearing a white blouse and a short black skirt. The skirt was not too short, but enough to safely cover the tops of the thigh high stockings she was wearing underneath. The top three buttons of the blouse were open, allowing a glimpse of her cleavage. She was not wearing panties, nor a bra. With this outfit on, they went out to dinner and sat i...
I would like to thank Kimberly, my VE for her apt editing; without her help my story would not have seen light of the day. ***** Chapter One The first meetings While walking through a not-so-busy street in the semi-darkness of evening, Anita wrapped herself tighter in her sari as cold gusts from the hills made her shiver. She grew up in small town locat...
My wife never used to listen to me, which, ironically enough, led to our current situation. Let me explain. A couple of months ago we went into the city for a street festival. It was a yearly thing, but we hadn't gone before and didn't know the area very well. None the less, we were having a good time walking down the street, checking out the shops and sampl...
"Madam, Madam!" I woke up hearing that voice. It took a bit of time to regroup myself from sleep, pulled down the nighty, which had pushed up exposing my fair and firm thighs and got out of bed. It was a female voice! I was really surprised by that as I did not see a woman there at least yesterday, nor did I notice that on the first day when I came to the a...
Chapter 2 -- Jeff pursues his secretary after being encouraged by his wife. Jeff got a sleepy kiss goodbye the next morning and Leanne's last words to him were "Good luck with Cindy. If you don't take control of her someone else will. Tell me how it goes." His head was spinning as he drove to work. When he drifted off to sleep the night before he assumed t...
It was the next day, after the embarrassing but oh so rewarding paces that Jennifer had put me through. As much as I really didn't want to go where she wanted me, deep inside I really did want it. All those years ago when Melanie had me in her thrall seemed so much fun and exciting viewed from my perspective of 16 years later. And Jennifer was a woman, so i...