'Sonja! Are you about ready yet?' Our joke. Truthfully, I'm more apt to make us late than she is. I never had to worry that we were going to miss dinner reservations, or the movie, or the flight because she was fretting over red nail polish or redder. Myself, on the other hand, I'm almost never satisfied with how I look...probably some deep-seated confidenc...
This is an account of a sexual exploration by a young woman who was my tenant. The conversation is from recollection, but the events occurred as depicted. Jenny lived upstairs from me in 1979 and worked in my office. We had become friends and I had offered her the upstairs apartment in my duplex. She was a young blond, with cute slender frame, from a small...
I call you early in the day and tell you to bathe, put on your white cotton panties, and your lacy bra. No stockings, come-fuck-me high heels with red soles, and the tightest striped dress you can imagine. Your bustline is well displayed, and the back of your dress is only inches above your bottom. Your black hair is up and perfectly coiffed. You have on bod...
WHERE'S JOE WHUZZIT? Keep in mind, these events happened 15-20 years ago. Exact words and actions may have been slightly different. However, it's amazing what you can remember after starting a story such as these with a few old notes and old copies of the story. Sometime early the very next Summer we decided to go back up to find Joe Whuzzit. We had recent...
Musta been around 5PM (?) or so by then. Basically, we were to relax till around eight, me put on the suit and tie again, Dollie put on what's in box number two. Simple! Well, we couldn't relax. We were both still in shock, amazed, and horny! After all, I'd never driven a Mercedes before this weekend! Horny--that meant sex! Yea, we did! Did I ever mention,...
The Double Surprise Next morning, Saturday, bright and early, around Noonish, we tumbled out of the RV. I was wearing only my short shorts and a tank top. Since our campsite was fairly secluded and Dollie had a long table cloth on the picnic table she walked out and sat naked, hidden behind the hanging table cloth. Our full sized Chevy van partially hid any...
Kristen looked around her living room...boxes everywhere. She had moved into this place a few days ago and she still had no ideas what was in all these boxes. It's funny, she thought to herself as she looked around, how much stuff one can accumulate over the years. She placed her glass of wine on the windowsill and sat on the floor, ready to sort through as...
The evening was bathed in black and white with shades of silver. The modern, spacious city penthouse apartment was alien to her normal existence as a suburban soccer mom. They had entered the party quietly, his hand gently guiding her to the bar, and then to the dance floor where they joined several couples entwined on the floor moving slowly to the music....
"OK, I'm pulling into the parking garage," he said into his cellphone. Juggling the phone, the stick shift, plus the most hopeful erection he'd had in a while, made navigating all those hairpin turns a little tricky. "I still can't really believe this is happening. I mean, how do I know you're really here?" He blurted it out and felt stupid instantly, as a...
I watched her. She walked slowly around the gallery her eyes fixed on the canvasses displayed on the walls. Occasionally she would stop and examine a brush stroke or technique and even less stop and gaze at a piece absorbing the artists' work. She stood out from the crowd of attendees at this small gathering in this small town, her long black red hair caught...