Panic attack You just don’t know how hard it was for me not to blurt out all the perverted things , Tera and I have done over the last few weeks. I guess one of the reasons why I am so attracted to her, is that she doesn’t look like a woman who does what she does. If you never watched porn, or never looked at a Playboy, or Penthouse magazine, you would ju...
There is little sex in this story, it centers on a husband who is focused on his company and almost loses his wife. I hate JFK on Fridays; it's always congested with people scrambling to get out of town. That's exactly why I contracted a limo service to drive me from my westside NYC apartment each and every Friday at 1:30 to catch the 3:00 direct flight to...
I have always been a sexual person, so it seems. I remember being horny and fantasizing while in high school, fantasizing about being spanked in the principles office. Having to stay after class for some "extra credit" with the handsome High school English teacher. Of course I was just a kid and didn't know how to go about getting what I wanted. I learned...
The building was completely silent. All of the agents had gone home; the downstairs call center was locked up for the night. Therese leaned back in her chair staring at the ceiling and bored out of her mind. Customer Service was dead. No calls were coming in and all the task work had been done. She spun her chair around. “Aaron, I’m bored to tears here” she...
I take a deep cleansing breath before I enter the office, hoping everyone is busy enough not to notice I am an hour late or the fact that I look like shit this morning, from crying all night. I make a concerted effort to avoid everyone and almost make it to the sanctity of my office before I hear a familiar voice behind me. "And where have you been, missy? D...
*After updating the current chapters of Meeting the New Enemy it's once more time for a new episode in this series. (FYI, the first part of episode 21 has been written for volume 3) A new home for all, with an unexpected nightly visitor. *Literotica rules apply ***** 'This is it.' Guy said after taking the girls to the front of the highest building in t...
Authors Note: This is my Thirty-Fourth story and the fourth installment of this series. I owe the idea for this series to my good friend and fellow writer, EddyFox and the helpful editing to teddyrabbit and Steve. Anyhow, on with the story...I hope you enjoy it and please remember that all feedback is greatly appreciated! **************************** "Well...
Jane was our waitress. You could tell that she had some Indian blood in her by the wide high cheekbones and her skin. Every piece of skin that showed had a bronze tint. She was short and thin with wide flaring hips. Her low cut blouse showed plenty of tit as she leaned over the table to serve us. She caught me staring at the ample cleavage and gave me a lit...
Kelly stood in the kitchen, humming to herself as she kneaded the dough for the evening's meal. She liked baking, and since they could afford for her to stay home she made it a point to bake fresh baked goods at least twice a week. Corm loved it, and always went on and on about how good it was. That pleased her, because it reinforced the fact that he loved h...
We are alone for the weekend. How or why doesn't matter, but we are. As you come into the house, I smile, bringing you into my arms and holding you close to my body. I feel you pressed against me, and I want you so much. We kiss, the heat of our passion spilling over with each touch of our lips. "Downstairs." I say, pulling away from you and taking you down...