Sabrina was happy that she was getting the hang of her new job. After only three days she already knew her way around the store pretty well. Her boss Mr. Martin was very helpful teaching her the shoe business. Mr. Martin was nearly thirty years old. He was promoted to manager after the last manager had some trouble with one of the employees. He was a bit o...
"I love you." Those words echoed in my head again and again. Why did she say that to me? Could she possibly have meant it the way I hoped? No, Dan, get that out of your head. But, I just couldn't. Every time I thought about Tiffany, I would have pit in my stomach. I would feel nervous and excited. Were we on the precipice of something? I would be so happy...
I sat in the outer office of the Norman Creed, our company comptroller, and waited for him to finish with his prior meeting. He had called me here late Friday afternoon, just as I was leaving my office, and I was anxious to get home. My wife and I had a romantic getaway weekend planned, and the drive was going to take a few hours. I was more than ready to ge...
"I've been thinking about writing this series for quite a while now. Of course, with college, work, and finishing Taylar's Awakening, I decided to wait until something really struck me with this. Well, that wait is over. My next series: an ex-secret agent, who turns to taking any pervy assignment she is given...any. Also, check out my new twitter page. I'll...
When I was eighteen, I was particularly fond of my high school Honors English teacher Mrs. Turner, who was in her late forties. She had raven black hair and kind brown eyes. As her student, I found myself being attracted to the sophistication and authority she exuded as an intelligent mature woman. Every day in class I would sit anxiously waiting for her to...
Now it was my turn to get her off manually. I sat in the chair next to the couch as I had been doing. I patted my hand so she sat in front of me, facing the laptop and Jakob as he eagerly awaited seeing me get his wife off. I wrapped my arms around her, playing with her boob and long nipple in one hand and her clit with the other. I was slow and gentle. She...
This is a size related story about a man who is shrunken by his wife and forced to serve her needs. If you do not like this type of story please move on. * Sunday was a beautiful sunny day in November. There was enough of a chill in the air to make my wife wear slacks but that didn't matter as I knew and saw clearly what was underneath. I loved looking at...
I used a corkscrew to open our second bottle of a very nice Cab-Merlot blend and poured each of us another round into the long-stemmed glasses. My wife, Dana, our next door neighbor, Sue, and I were enjoying a warm, early evening on our deck last summer. Dana took a sip of her wine, leaned back, and put her foot in my lap. Automatically, I put my hand on he...
A college PhD Professor becomes the foot slave to a beautiful Administrative Assistant. * I was pleased with the response that I received from individuals who read Part I of my true account of how I became a foot/shoe/boot slave to the Assistant to the Dean of Students at the university where I taught. Her name is Debbie and she still works for the same...
We were in our hotel room getting high after some downright dirty incredible sex. My husband of twelve years was sitting across the bed from me in only his boxer shorts. His legs were outstretched and he was leaning back on his tan muscular arms. He first told me how beautiful I looked sitting on the bed in nothing but a lingerie top pushed down on me expo...