It was the summer of 2002 and I had just turned 21 years old. I lived in a house near my college campus with two other friends. I had a steady job as a server at a fancy restaurant most nights, which brought in great cash, so my days were wide open for lounging around in the sun while my roommates were hard at work. This particular day didn't start out any...
I've known Karen for well let's just say a long time. The first time I really noticed her was when she was walking to her car on her way to exercise class. I lived two houses down and across the street. Even at that distance I could tell that she had a short sleeve black leotard on black tights with seams up the back of her legs. Her sister-in-law was with h...
Sandy was exhausted after a very trying week at work. It was Saturday morning and she vowed that she would do nothing but relax with a good book for the whole day. It was cloudy and rainy, and a perfect day to do just that. Sandy was also feeling hard done by because her husband Dean had been called in to work to complete a project that was due for presentat...
Copyright© 2009 I've been experimenting with several different ways of writing stories, some rather protracted. This is a short experiment in telling a story in dialogue only, with no descriptive text whatsoever. I've no idea whether this one is going to work; so I'd appreciate any and all feedback. A Conversation Overheard "Hi handsome! What's a nice...
There isn't much reason to watch "Good Day, LA" in Los Angeles except for one co-hostess, the mature beauty Dorothy Lucey. She is blond with a beautiful body, great legs and very nice, substantial breasts. I sit through the first hour of the show before I go to work just to watch Dorothy and see what she is wearing that day. Usually she has very appropriate...
By the time I arrived home I was exhausted, physically, sexually and mentally. I used my Gold Card three times that day and each of those three times I had an incredible sexual experience. Even in my late teens and early twenties I rarely came as much as three times in a day, even during my masturbation marathons, but I'm in my fifties now yet somehow I get...
One thing that is very intriguing to me is the thought of my beautiful and very sexy wife exposing herself in public. Not the flasher type of exposing that would just be creepy with images of the creepy old man in the trench coat walking up to a beautiful lady and flashing his pathetic cock at her. No what really turns me on is the thought of her "accidental...
The following is a plan for a neoPagan wedding celebration. It is based upon the one I wrote for me and my wife when her exhusband drug his heels enough that their divorce was obviously not going to be final by the time that we'd scheduled the wedding. So, we had a celebration *of* our marriage as opposed to the marriage itself. I figured he'd screwed up his...
Life as a Chocobo Knight was a litter harder than I'd expected but having grown up around the large yellow birds, I felt right at home. Even though I was second in command of the unit it did take me a while to earn the respect of my subordinates. After two months they finally seemed to have accepted me among their ranks, thanks in no small part to the numero...
I had woken about five and had plenty of time to prepare Jennifer's oatmeal as well as clean up the cooking dishes. Jennifer came down wearing a pencil skirt with a business jacket. She carried the folder from the night before with another piece of paper over it. She sat down to eat while I waited in the kitchen and said, "Come over here and kneel on the flo...