The room fell silent as she glided into the room and sat down at the bar. Dance music vibrated through her ears as she started the young people lewdly gyrating on the dance floor. Disgusting, she thought as she ordered a whiskey sour and contemplated her night. It had been a long time since she had left the house and gone out on a blind date. Ever since sh...
We'd both had long, tiring days at work. Top that with running the kids to ball practice, fixing dinner and fighting to get the kids into bed and we were both more than ready to go to bed. I was so tired. But still, as always happens when my wife got undressed for bed, my body responded with a raging hard-on. She was so damned beautiful and I was so damned...
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The air was cooler when she stepped out of the bath. Her skin still warm and damp from the steamy waters, pricked at the new sensation of the breeze sweeping through the house. He must have opened the windows. Walking into the living area, bare feet padding on the polished wooden floor, she made her way towards the open French doors that were currently lett...
All through dinner she's been wearing nothing but leopardskin bra and panties. I watch her tan body, firm, hard and feel my breath shorten. After supper i relax on the sofa, listen to music, until she leans over the sofa above me and kisses down my forehead, down my face. She opens my shirt and continues to kiss down my chest, her breasts over my face, smal...
Dinner was a formality. Just a way for the two of us to convince ourselves that we weren't being foolish; Meeting like this. Coming all this way for one night of passion. Foolish. Unless... Unless it was more than that. If we went out for dinner at least we could say that we spent some time together, had "gotten to know each other," before rushing into the b...
"Oh, I think we shall have fun." The unblinking, lacquered figure of the doll peered down, an impossible smile carved into her facade. The black and red, form fitting dress and jacket showed the perfect figure into which she had been shaped, lacking the sorts of wrinkles that one would see when draped over a softer body. Her chest did not rise nor fall, nor...
He walked into the room and saw me sitting quietly, reading a magazine, curled up in an old football jersey, his collar wound and buckled about my neck. He looked at me with hard dark eyes and told me to come into the bedroom. I watched him walk smoothly across the floor, his body muscular and graceful as he disappeared through the doorway. I took a deep bre...
Angelina was the wife of the owner of the bakery near where I lived. She looked middle aged, with children almost certainly in high school. Her body build was heavy, you know, really fat. Even though she liked to wear voluminous loose clothes, you could still detect rolls of fat all over her. The arms were thick and wide, with the upper arm flattening itself...
Veronica struggled with the zipper on the back of her tight black dress. Chad had helped her into the curve-hugging ensemble before dinner but now she was left to fend for herself. After several minutes and several contortionist positions, she managed to unzip the dress. Her large 36D breasts escaped confinement and her nipples immediately hardened in the co...