I am a 40 year old mother of two. I have worked hard to get myself back into shape and feel pretty good about myself. Having kids does things to your body. On nice side effect is that I went up in bra sizes and it stayed with me. I have not had a lot of experience with meeting people via the Internet, yet anyway. I have had a few chances out in the public....
She comes to me, my Butterfly, every fortnight's Friday evening, and each Wednesday between. On the weekends, those weekends, Our Weekends, we often have a chaperone whose sensibilities we wish not to offend. The sunlit hours and twilight, then, become a whirl of teasing touches and seductive stares. She has beautiful legs, milady does, and I encourage her t...
"I don't know what to do, Gary. No matter who it is, I always find something wrong with them." Kaylee complained. "You're just too picky sometimes. Especially about this." Gary would reply. For months Kaylee had been on a quest for her soulmate. She would look at every guy she passed...at times she would even glance at the women...but with no luck. "I don...
Dawn has beautiful hands. Soft, with shapely fingers, and fastidiously maintained nails. On the index finger of her right hand she wears a plain silver band, and on the pinkie, her grandmother's old ruby ring. She keeps the fingers of her left hand bare, although on special occasions, she adorns the wrist with a silver bracelet. Her hands are much smaller t...
(A/N. Hokay, So. here it is. For a while I wanted to try something new, so this is it. My first attempt at a journal-format type story. It's not all nice, and has similar tones to my other story on this site, but as a journal, it's much more... introspective, and gives better insight to the feelings of the characters. There are some darker portions, though t...
Most of us remember the first time we surrendered to that sly little inner voice. The one that suggested something daring, something nasty. The one that suggested, "Why not finger her right here at dinner?" or the one that suggested, "Why not beg him to teach you how to take his cock in your ass?" Of course, one you listen to that voice, it is hard to stop l...
The room is filled with a haze of mist. People crowded around pool tables, on the dance floor and around the bar. Bright multi-coloured lights flickering in time with the pounding music. Sitting on a high bar stool. Her long legs stretched down to meet the floor. Naked skin, peachy and smooth meets a short light pink dress… softly flowing mid-thigh. A wais...
I have been summoned to His office. I walk through the rooms of desks and people busy on their computers, I'm wearing in a black loose dress and stockings with high black heels and no underwear as he requested. My hair is up in a tight pony tail and my black studded leather collar is visible to the people as they stare. I walk with my hands behind my back...
"Professor?" Dr. Devin Blakely didn't need to turn around to know that Acacia Nelson was behind him. She was a senior psychology student in his colloquium on human deviance. Perfectly poised to make valedictorian and the department's most apt student, it was not her mind that stood out to the professor. When she had entered the university at 18, she had been...
As usual, when she heard his car pull into the drive ... her heart began to race. She hurridly undressed in preparation of the evenings routine. She smiled as the brandy flowed into a snifter, the amber liquid moved across the glass as she carried it to his chair and placed it on a coaster beside where his hand would come to rest. Waiting patiently in the d...