It had started out as the Monday from hell; first the secretary that John had shared with three other guys in the office, whom was secretly dubbed Stephanie the Stupid even if she was hot to look at (and rumored to be banging one of the district managers), had called off again. Then the Xerox machine had blown up and the computer system had gone down withi...
I saw Mr. and Mrs. French stopped at the light where Southgate crosses Euclid Avenue and becomes Hill Street. Before they put up a stoplight, there was only a stop sign. Euclid Avenue was called Nicolas. Back then, Mr. French's old Plymouth, with its huge fins in the back, would have still attracted attention. I was probably the only one who noticed it today...
The snow floated gently down on the assembly. The graves of those who had gone before, lie silently covered in their blankets of white. I stood against the chill of winter, my head bowed, contemplating. Contemplating life, contemplating death, contemplating the impact of one simple life upon this ball of mud called Earth. She was born, she lived, she died, i...
Over the next few hours I couldn't stop thinking of what Morris had said. It obviously translated to my work, because I wasn't really concentrating and began losing money to the players quickly. I would constantly go over 21, until finally the pit boss came over and took me aside. A new dealer took my place. "Look kid, I like you but you're losing us a ton...
I thought about Susan's "story" all day. While we were making love, I thought she was just telling a story – something we like to do, and take turns building the most erotic scenarios for each other. But her comment about going over to Allyson's made me wonder. I'd left for the office without waking her, although I was tempted to bring her coffee just so I c...
As my cock continued to throb and spurt into her mouth, I threw my head back against the hotel’s pillow, and regained my breath. Looking down into those sexy green eyes smiling up at me, I could only marvel at how my fantasies had come true in so short a time… Meeting a Sex Goddess I was gainfully employed as an assistant manager at a local retail outlet t...
My wife always likes to remind me how lucky a man I am to be married to her. She loves the power she has over me. She loves the way that she can turn me on at the drop of a hat. She knows me so well. We live in a nice house. It fronts onto a main road. The garage and drive are at the back. The front of our house is opposite another road. The road that I com...
Lilandra lay in bed on her back with her arm flung across her eyes. She knew they were red and puffy, but she didn't care. She was still pondering on why she had rejected Aries. She'd seen the hurt in his eyes, but she had been too shocked by her own thoughts to properly explain what was wrong. Now he was probably angry and that was the last thing she wanted...
I'm on my knees. The floor is covered with a mixture of beer, peanut shells, and slush, which clings to my shins and stains my plaid skirt's hem. With every thrust of the man currently pounding my loose, bruised lips, the back of my head bumps against the wood-panelled wall. I do not even gag anymore as his cock's head slams into my battered throat, filling...
That night I hardly slept. Having checked that my screams of pleasure hadn't woken Noah, I ran a hot bath and soaked in it for an hour, trying to relax my mind and body for the day to follow -- my first day "working" for Mr Daniels. It was difficult to stop imagining what was going to happen, and absentmindedly I slid my finger down my stomach to my clit, an...