I finally did it. I asked my girlfriend to marry me and she said yes. We are both 24 and had been together for a few years. This morning I was going to tell all my coworkers that I was now engaged. I had no idea that the response from a select few would give me more pleasure that I could ask for... Wednesday afternoon one of my coworkers Kim came up to me a...
I work at The Girl Friday Agency, which is a flesh peddling office staffing service. There are two divisions, one for new, young flesh and the other for the mature, technical flesh. I work for the latter. So; there's this really cute new young thing that started working in the other division and I decide, in a lightning flash, that he's the only one worth...
It was Friday night. We recently started playing cards on Friday nights. We would meet at either Jim or Mark's house, and spend the evening drinking, doing drugs, and playing cards. This is a Friday I wont soon forget. We met at around 7:30 this night. Jim was married to a beautiful wife, Sharon. They had two daughters and a son, all of them in there teens...
Editor's note: this submission contains scenes of gay male sexual content. * Monday evening "Listen darling, most of the girls at work go clubbing on Friday nights, and they've been trying to get me to go with them. You don't mind do you darling? It's only one night each week." My young sexy wife told me a few weeks ago. I really didn't want her to go clu...
Chapter 8: The Home Coming In the morning while I was packing to go home I reviewed the events of the past few weeks. I wasn't sure how I felt about everything but I was sure that the events of the night before had left me confused. I didn't know if I should have enjoyed the experience or have been totally humiliated by it. Right then I was feeling a little...
I love Friday nights. I never used to; it used to be sit-in-the-house-with-a-bottle-of-chardonnay-trying-to-ignore-Keith-enthusing-over-Gardeners'-World night. It used to be Friday night before the children went to their friends' houses for the weekend and I could sit and mull over my Chardonnay and think of all the terrible, dreadful things that could happe...
After 22 years of marriage my second wife and I decided that it just wasn't working for either of us and that a divorce was in order. Both of us wanted to avoid the fighting we experienced in our first divorce and so we quickly agreed on a settlement. There was just one problem, she wanted to move to Florida to help care for her parents, but needed to put in...
This is a true story that happened to us while we had our vacation in Greece back on October 2009 We got to our hotel room around 9:00 PM, we were both tiered. Mayo asked me to get some white wine for her, she wanted to get in the Jacuzzi and relax. I called room service and asked for two salad orders and a bottle of white wine. Once the salads and the wi...
Those of you that think that prostitutes are nothing more than a commodity, to use and discard like a piece of toilet paper after you've wiped your arse, should maybe consider not reading any further because this story will probably offend your narrow minded and misogynist attitudes. These women are in a service industry that provides relief to those willing...
How my wife Arlene and I met, and our backgrounds, are not particularly important for this story. Nor are detailed physical descriptions. Probably all of the background necessary to get a good idea of the relevant information can be summarized in a few paragraphs. At the most relevant time of this story, I, Austen Weston, and my wife Arlene, were both 33. W...