"I'm afraid to ask, but how many blowjobs do you think you've given?" "Oh, I definitely gave a lot more blowjobs than hand jobs, I can tell you that for sure," she said. "Guys always want a blowjob rather than a hand job, any time," she said waving a hand at me and shrugging her not so sweet and innocent shoulders. "I dare you to ask any guy if he wants a h...
**************************** To My Dear Readers, I have been working on a few different projects over the years taking a break from Tabor and Shy. While this book has already been draft-published, I am posting solely to re-work it based on readers experience and I would love your feedback. I am excited about this foray of one of three books (two stories) I...
One of my dearest friends in this university community is my neighbor Celia Rosenthal, who has been in charge of hospitality programs for international students. For the past several years she had grown to count on my husband Garth and me to befriend particular foreign students, whom we would entertain from time to time. Three years ago after our Chinese "gi...
Edited by Poison Ivan It’d been two days - forty-eight fucking hours - since Moe had seen Mona Dale. He blamed the painkillers for letting him think it was okay to send her out to poke around. He knew first hand that the players in this game were playing for keeps. Yeah, he’d given her step-by-step instructions, but those didn’t account for surprises. Quail...
"Here Poochy...Here Poochy.."That dumb dog had gotten away again. She never went very far, but it was still a pain in the butt trying to chase her down. It was a hot summer night, and she just wasn't ready to come in yet. So here I am wandering through my neighbor's yards trying to find her without drawing attention from my neighbors. It's at least midnight...
Author's Note: My friend Erin Fox seems to be enjoying these stories about "her" life, so here's another, written with her permission. I hope you enjoy it. ~~BrettJ * Erin Fox sighed as she looked at her favorite pair of black leather pants and the new boots she had purchased a few days ago. It was a Friday night and she wanted to go out and have fun, danc...
This is a continuation of the well-received story "Hilton Head Golf Partner". You may want to read that first before embarking on this sequel. Enjoy! Of course, I accepted her invitation. You know I would. * I was at Kathy's house at noon. It was an easy choice, really. Sex with a red-hot MILF or golf? Even though golf has more than a dozen more holes in...
Wendy had spent the morning crying. It was how she had spent every morning of the past two years. It looked to be how she would spend every morning for the rest of her life. The physical suffering was no longer significant. He had said she would adapt, and she had. But the humiliation had never diminished. Rather, it had increased until she could barely thi...
Chapter 03 – Afterglow We had become accidental lovers. Only when some fateful turn in the road made it easy for us to crawl into each other's arms did we do it. On those fateful occasions, our lovemaking was rich, inventive and wonderful. I may sound silly to you, but I formed the habit of dressing as if today would be that day. No longer did tattered an...
Tom lay awake for another hour or so. Jennifer fell asleep shortly after but woke up earlier then she anticipated because deep in the back of her head were visions of Tom and her spending all sorts of time with one another. Tom woke up about 45 minutes later then Jennifer, decided to shower, and ate a small bowl of cereal for breakfast. It was only 5:15 in...