My name is Mary. I'm 38-years old and I'm married to a wonderful man named Tom. We have two teenaged kids, twins, a girl named Mindy and a boy named Michael. I'm blonde (thanks to a monthly rinse to 'wash that gray right out of my hair') and I keep myself fit and trim with help from three hours a week at the gym. My breasts are still full and firm after a pr...
Occasionally, I transform from my normal persona- highly organized (if slightly OCD) wife and mother, efficient (if slightly sarcastic) nurse practitioner, mild-mannered (if slightly irreverent) college instructor- into a sex-crazed maniac with insatiable desires... I become unable to focus on anything else, wanting simply to fantasize and remember and write...
Sadie was Holden's friend. His very cute, bubbly friend who'd been sleeping around since her breakup. Not sure if you're serious or not , he texts back. The conversation he's in, along with the fact he just had his evening coffee, has his hands trembling more than normal. He huffs to himself and closes the piano. So much for early practice. He rests his...
Summer laid on her bed. She was only three days past her high school graduation but already feeling the boredom from summer creep in. It was a rainy day, and none of her friends were around to hang out. Her parents were gone, and no one else was in the house. As she laid in bed, her skirt gently slid down her legs. Suddenly the mood struck her. As one hand...
The second of several parts of my story 'Decorating her Dainties'. The reader is encouraged to read each part in sequence. * The very next morning when we were changing into our work gear, Sophia directed me to a paint-spattered retro canvas holdall with a tartan panel. She withdrew a transparent plastic bag which contained a bundle of nylon hose of all sh...
When I settled in St. Kilda, Melbourne's beach-side, playground-suburb in the late 1950ies, a number of Continental Clubs already existed. They gave St. Kilda's night-live a touch of central European ambience that was missing in the still British-colonial non-night-life of the rest of Melbourne. The clubs' founders had migrated to Australia in the post-war y...
The company you worked with for several years had another round of layoffs. You lost your job three months ago and couldn't find work. The only jobs you could find were low paying, low skill jobs, that you consider yourself overqualified for. Your wife, Heather, still works and is now the breadwinner in the home. You stay home and keep the house clean, the...
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This chapter has Beth exploring different limits with Mistress Layton. As such, it contains discipline and bondage. She faints at one point and has to see a doctor. It also has oral, anal and lesbian sex. Beth spends a night in a cage and starts answering her potential Master's questionnaire. My Journey of Discovery, Ch 6 - Testing My Limits I woke up the...
I looked down to his vibrating bracelet and to the tiny panel - Booth 5 it read. I turned about and moved back towards the perimeter of the club once again passing Simone on the way. "Nice work, honey," she teased with a wink and gave me a slap on my little behind as she sauntered past. "You saw!" I blurted, shocked at the thought. "Just the best part and...