You know, I just don't get it. When I had my "little" talk with Dave, I was sure I had used those five magic words that Angela had given me to open up this conversation. You know, "Honey, we have to talk." Angela told me it was sure fire, and would get me what I wanted now more than anything I could think of. Angela was my subordinate and my best friend at...
The doctor was healing with the help of Natasha and a few others. The leader hadn't been pleased at all. It seemed now that with the loss of one of their top seers and eliminators, the leader was going to get personally involved. The doctor still couldn't believe that little shit Tahir; after all he had done for him. To turn on him like that, breaking his ar...
Someone had finally bought the house next to mine. It had been on the market for a flippin' YEAR. I guess the old owners wanted too high a price at first, not understanding that the real estate market was at an ebb. They must have dropped it to something reasonable. I looked over. The new people moving in were a tall middle-aged (or so it appeared) woman a...
An uncontrollable grin swept over my face as I walked in to the pub. I didn't get the chance much these days. The lads went every week. It was smiles all round from the boys as we greeted and shook hands. Steve held out a cold pint ready and waiting for me. I awaited the normal banter about being under the thumb and working too hard. I liked the local pu...
Part 1 of 3 - The Bike Ride. For Mick - who gave me my first bike ride ;) with love. Carefully I dried the white plates and put them away on the shelves. I ran the tea towel over the cups and hung them on their hooks. No point putting the breakfast dishes for a family of four in the dishwasher. The quiet little café buried in the depths of the pine woods...
Young people sometimes frightened me. I had been streetwise myself as a teenager, but the kids of today -- especially hoodies -- made me uneasy. It was, perhaps, the sheer number of them that intimidated me. That and their uniform, the obligatory hood, and the hanging out on street corners in all weathers. But when I had moved into this flat, the lady who li...
One spring day as I was walking to work, I felt a sudden and severe itch around my anus. Happens to everybody, right? But this was bad. Even on the crowded sidewalk of St. Catherine Street in Montreal, I found it hard to resist the urge to shove my hand down the back of my pantyhose and scratch my asshole. But I was a lady, a grown-up, somebody with self-con...
Whether we like it or not, we're labeled. Sure, we all have our individual names, personalities, and peeves, but we all fit into those little groups that society uses to define us. MILF, Douche, Prissy, Ghetto, Nerd, That guy/girl. Like the skin of a snake, we eventually grow out of our former identities, some into different persona, others into the same on...
Thus far. I am a plump forty six year old woman, at this moment impossibly randy, who has recently seduced a sexual god, just in his mid twenties, my toy-boy. Just now I'm supposed to be a school girl and he, the lecherous old headmaster who, in between driving me the verge of madness with lust, has compelled me to piss through my knickers, strip, be hosed d...
I suppose the best way to start is by telling a little about me not that there is much to say, I’m 29 years old, stand five foot ten inches tall and probably just a tad over weight. No I don’t work out I find those guys with a six pack quite false and ugly and some of them have bigger boobs than my wife, but then I guess I would say that. In my early years...