I had never considered myself a mean and vindictive guy, at least not up until the day that I discovered my wife Polly was fucking my next door neighbor. It was a Saturday and I was supposed to be playing eighteen holes of golf, but I pulled a muscle lifting my clubs out of my trunk and there was no way I was going to be able to swing a club that day so I g...
I was minding my own business. Legs moving, arms pumping, music jamming, lungs working, I was feeling alive and loving it. I always felt this way when I was working out. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see a guy hoping onto the machine beside me. A flash of black tattoos on his forearm, turned by head in his direction. In just that simple glance I foun...
He watched her. Before work, he would follow her to hers, watching as she would walk in to the restaurant. If she were alone, he could see her glancing around, checking cars, searching faces. She was looking for him. The idea sent a little thrill through his system. His prey knew she was hunted, she just didn't know by whom. He went there for lunch when sh...
1: Bar Ben Openshaw, Black-stained oak with leather and stainless steel fittings. I include the bar as the first item in this collection because it represented, for me, the starting point of this exploration. A couple commissioned me to make them a bar, and showed me a number of drawings and photographs. None were in a modern idiom; the models appeared to...
I'd got bored with posing. Glamour modelling no longer appealed to or turned me on, well not often. It all became a little repetitive. I mean there are only so many ways a girl can take her panties off, flash her pussy or play with her tits as she simulates having sex or an orgasm, though sometimes simulation wasn't necessary. Alright, when 'extras' are adde...
Ok here we go. Again and always I will thank jacuzzigal for all the help she gives me and for her eternal patience with a dumb writer like me. And a warning no sex in here. Enjoy! * "But I knew we would face it always together," I said. I tore my eyes from Lisa's face and looked to her mother, Amanda. This was our last chance. Twelve, almost thirteen,...
Life had become very busy for Lucille. She pushed hard to ensure the current issue of Fashion Up, the final issue to be published by its founders Cluster Publications Limited, would be judged as having lifted its act several notches. The previous issue had not had her finger laid on it as it was published just after she arrived, and an editorial announceme...
After Candy's date with Mr. Anderson at his class reunion, Ron Morgan couldn't wait to take the little slut to his own reunion. He planned to use a different approach than Anderson. Anderson wanted her to dress rather conservatively whereas Ron planned to have her pull out all the stops and be the slut that she truly is. After they finished fucking, he deci...
So I did this one on my computer but I still don't have a dedicated mic so the sound quality is still not up to par but hopefully the story will take your mind off of that. This was one of the hottest nights of my life.. I've had a MMF and a FFFM but they pale in comparison to this night. Somehow our firsts are always so memorable aren't they. She makes me...
Recently I got a call from a Tanzanian company, requesting certain parts and equipment for their factory operations outside the coastal capitol city of Dar es Salaam. The company spokesman told me that the chief executive officer and his number one buyer would be coming over to the states within the next month. This presented a problem. You see, since my bus...