Gray showed a little trepidation when the cab arrived next day, and the heavy portmanteaux which accompanied the ladies was once more lifted for transport to Hampstead, Ella noting the insecurity in his eyes as Elsa and Martha grabbed an arm each, as if to ensure he did not run away. Her sex tingled with pleasure on seeing genuine fear in his eyes for the fi...
I was thirty-one, single, and running an upscale shopping center in Washington, D.C. I was also in a long-distance relationship with my French-Polish girlfriend, Yvonne, who was almost a decade younger than me, finishing up her undergraduate studies at Princeton in Central Jersey. Yvonne and I were able to get together, on the average, about every other wee...
It was before the war spread south to Georgia. It was a time when Atlanta was still beautiful and the home of many of the Confederacy’s finest gentlemen. It was then that Leasa Edwards, daughter of Colonel Everett Clyborn Edwards, was the most sought after beauty south of the Mason-Dixon Line. Heiress to one of the largest plantations in Georgia—‘Tara’—Leas...
At home we again settled into a "normal" routine. This went on for a couple of months and I was getting a bit antsy for us to have another adventure. I had hinted a few times to Dawn we should take another trip but she kept saying we couldn't really afford one at this time. However, my company had scheduled an upcoming conference for me to attend in Dallas a...
I always knew my wife was attracted to younger guys, I just didn't realize quite how much until we started trying to sell our old car, which had been doing nothing but taking up space at our place for months. My wife, Sandy, is 43, with a still firm 34c-29-35 figure that she has to do absolutely nothing to maintain -- she's just one of those types who've ma...
Chapter 1: I've always had a thing for massages. In college I would enjoy massaging girlfriends as a way to get them in the mood for sex or thank them for an enjoyable night of passion. As I look back, they most likely were feeble attempts on my part. I would rub their tits or asses and think I was doing magic. I had no idea what a real massage was until I...
Driving up the picturesque Western Washington coastline along Highway 4, Bonnie Kloster looked over her left shoulder at the mighty Pacific as it crashed relentlessly against the jagged shoreline. The thirty-one-year-old registered nurse felt an odd kinship with the shoreline as she watched wave after furious wave take a toll on the rocky land that was unabl...
This was bizarre! I had thirteen cards in my hand. I was dressed in my favourite little black dress, wore my best silk stockings and sheerest thong, no bra -- Brian's idea, ( fabulous idea that turned out to be!) -- and the man on my right, whom I had met for the first time tonight, and whom Brian was hoping would offer him a job if all goes well (tonight)...
Lina was surprised at how quickly the large house became as familiar to her as her own. Roaming through the rooms when she wasn't doing work or spending time with Kane kept her occupied. There were beautiful paintings and decorations and even a small indoor greenhouse to explore. Strangely enough, there was a desk in one corner between two tables full of som...
Despite the fact that she had lived in Chicago for almost 15 years, for a small town country girl like Ida Morgan, living in a city the size of Chicago was a daunting daily task. When her husband had accepted the promotion from the manufacturing company he worked, that necessitated the Morgan's move from Cedar Rapids to Chi-town, Ida had been far from crazy...