They sit and stare at each other across the table in the coffee shop. A naughty smile flits across her face as her hand moves from his knee slowly upwards to his crotch, feeling him harden against her hand. She leans over and whispers something in his ear. With a leap he's out of the chair, reaching for his wallet with his one hand, pulling out bills at rand...
Chapter 3: Lauren in the Play I learned later on that my wife's experiences with Carl had left her much more emboldened about teasing other guys. The next time this happened was when she auditioned for a play at the local community theatre. Lauren had been a drama nerd in high school, but hadn't been in a play since then. She was really excited when the t...
She escorted him to the other side of the store and now that he was relaxed enough to take note of the woman who was helping him, he determined that they were both about the same size. She was pretty, much prettier than his wife. He felt better knowing that she could help him pick out the correct sizes he needed without making her think that the clothes were...
François Renard was a stagehand and handyman at the theater of the Ballet De Paris. He was a huge man, almost seven feet tall with wide shoulders and hands large and strong enough to crush a coconut, but he was very gentle giant. Most of those who saw him thought he was slow witted because he seldom spoke. Also he had a foolish smile which came out any time...
I ran my hand along the fabric of the skirt, feeling its silky texture – imagining how it would hug my hips and give hints of what lay beneath. Certainly worth trying on at least. I hooked the hanger over my index finger, next to the slinky grey silk camisole. They were both more revealing that I was used to wearing, "What the hell?" I shrugged inwardly and...
The irresistible Dress I just wanted some new jeans but I couldn't resist the dress. I entered the store as soon as it opened. In fact I had been waiting in the parking lot and watching for the woman to unlock the door and open the store. I knew entering this early helped ensure I would be the only customer so I could try on the boot cut jeans I wanted...
A while back my wife shot through. I wasn't earning enough to keep her in the way to which she felt entitled, so she found someone else. I wish him luck. He's going to need it. Naturally, when she left, Gloria took everything that had any sort of value at all. This saved us any problems with dividing the property when we got divorced. She was considerate,...
It always astounds me how much Misty and her stripper friends spend on costumes. It is like an obsession with them and they own more outfits they only wear for ten minutes at a time than everyday clothes. Misty usually goes with her friends to a couple of stores that specialize in dance and club wear to buy them so when she wanted me to go with her to look f...
The, "next time," came sooner than I anticipated. Ten days later, Elle called at work again, my receptionist now recognizing the school phone number by sight, she and Elle greeting each other by first name. She was calling to inform me that she was taking a personal day, a doctors appointment the excuse, because she had, "..., something important to tell y...
Authoress's notes: Please read and enjoy all of my stories, and please leave me feedback, public or via email. Brenda Becomes a Stripper Brenda Taylor nervously eyed the strip club from outside the gas station next door. She was a freshman in her second semester of college, and needed some extra money. She had heard persistent rumors about other coeds maki...