“It was a pretty easy day at work. Customers were pleasant and sales were better than expected. Life was good. When I came home the message light on the phone was flashing. Punching the code revealed four new messages. I reviewed them…a couple of customers, a sales pitch for spring cleaning, and a request to call back MJ. MJ was a photographer who had done...
Later that day I got a chance to speak to Melody. We had run into each other in the ladies room. "Do you have to get back to him quickly?" "No, why?" "Diane made me an offer today to make some extra money. Like a thousand dollars for three days for each of us." Melody was suspicious just like I was. "So who do we have to fuck for them?" "She said that...
Some people would think I'm insane for living the life I do now. I only know that this is the happiest I've been in a long time and I think the only way I can rationalize things is to share them with my readers and let them make up their own minds. I am reaping the rewards of a second turn in life, so to say. Yet, I would not be enjoying this newfound zest...
This is a true story, details on events maybe slightly vague from memory. Names have been changed for protection of those involved. I wrote this to get a hot sexual encounter on paper after having it in my head for the past ten years, hope you like it. Edited some mistakes from before and added a few more details. ********** It was a warm, yet foggy Apri...
It was a particularly ordinary day. They were sitting in her room doing the reading for class that she had sworn she would actually do this term and learn the course rather than skive off her studies and then cram for exams. Nope, she thought, not this term. Therefore the day was ordinary...and boring. Except for the one little distraction she was hiding fro...
*No change in the first part of this chapter. The changes will be made to the parts after this. Commenting will be disabled, but you guys can still spare a vote(: This one's for team Kistle! Enjoy, guys! * She found her next surprise the very next day, when she rode up to the store. Little Tess had already torn up the simple wrapping by the time Kistle te...
It was September, which means Football Sunday. Ever since I was ten years old and started watching football with my dad, there had been Football Sunday. That meant sitting in front of the television watching your favorite team. Chips, drinks and whatever else you wanted. In college and now in real life, I've had friends over to watch my beloved Cincinnati Be...
XV. Dressed He had never put on women's clothing before. He was unsure where to start. The white garter, he supposed. As he was pulling it up to his waist, and ascertaining exactly how it worked, Mistress Wendy pulled the camera over towards the bed. "You love the little outfit I've brought you, don't you slut," she said. "Yes, Mistress," he said, "I har...
Chapter 1. A Night Out Sitting on the edge of my bed performing the final ritual preparations for a night out, I glided my pantyhose upward over the smooth skin of my legs. And as I felt that first sensation I began to look forward to the evening that lay ahead. Pete had specifically asked that I wore these particular items of clothing because, he said th...
She stood alone in a barely lit room. The woman was dressed elegantly in a black silk dress with spaghetti straps. It was low cut enough that she could not wear a bra. Black patterned stockings covered her legs and she wore three-inch heels. The heels made the muscles in her calves' stand out. She was dressed in the clothes that you had delivered to her. The...