Part 4 of this story returns to the opening scene from Part 1 and returns to Jenny's perspective. I encourage you to read the stories in order. ***** I'm the only one there and the bartender looks eager for company. "What can I get you?" "Umm. A shot. Anything. No, make it a Tequila." "Nervous?" I nod as I reached for the shot. I'm shaking like a leaf....
It was my fortieth birthday and my sweet husband Kumar had promised me a very special present. I wondered what it might be — a nice meal in an expensive restaurant perhaps, or a weekend of pampering at a health spa. Whatever it was, I knew that in his thoughtful way he would choose something very memorable, but I was not prepared for the night of pleasure th...
At nineteen I had experienced a sexual awakening with Sam that I'm sure has influenced my outlook on life. At nineteen, I was the youngest, and of course, least experienced person in the office. My training went well, as all the people welcomed me because I was there to help reduce their work load and fill in when they were away from work. The men and wome...
Hugh O'Neill (36), sat alone in the office café mulling over lunch. The rugged-faced divorcee, wondered was it worth carrying on trying to pull in a babe. At his age, with more than a suspicion of thinning hair and signs of a developing jowl, a guy cast adrift faced the prospects of having to pay for sex. Again, was it really worth trying for sex for the f...
A fictitious series of stories which will be based in some way on various ladies I know. ***** Back in the early 90s I had found myself nearing the end of my first year of studies and not far off turning 20, very aware that summer was looming and I was going to need some money to see me through the lengthy break and into my next year. I had visions of a j...
I caught myself daydreaming the other day. I was actually thinking of a personal hygiene ad for kids and parents that had the words head, head lice sung to the tune of UB40's Red, Red Wine. Yes, it's stupid. Yes, I can't believe it entered my ADHD addled dome. Yes, considering what happened and what I was about to do again, I was happy for the distraction....
I did not know her at all, but her writing leapt to the heart of my fantasies. It was almost like she knew me and impossibly, from afar, read my mind. For an intelligent, sexy, attractive woman to be sharing the same kinks was indescribable. So was her writing. Continuous play, unrelenting play for a month. Her expression of id. Her post around July 4th, Ind...
It happened shortly after I turned eighteen. At the time my mother would claim she was thirtyish and think she looked twenty five. By my reckoning she was fortyish and looked about thirty. For all her advanced age she could still pull the men. I'm not by any means suggesting she was a tart. She never had more than one boyfriend at a time and she usually kept...
Y.Z.: I'm such a sucker. Can't even believe the words I tell myself half the time. I let you back in my life and it eats at my heart and my mind. Randomly bursting into tears because of the frustrations of letting you make all the decisions in our complicated relationship. I told you I gave up on you a year ago, gave up on my dream of ever being your play t...
She sat in the staff room daydreaming as usual. It was a habit that she had formed when she had been at University. It wasn't always a healthy habit as her day dreams were vivid and her panties always became moist. She sat and thought about the lesson that she had given Paul just a couple of days before. Boy, had that been fun. She could clearly picture his...