Many thanks to Kirk2004 for editing this story. * Easter is a booming time at North Scandinavian ski resorts. The weather is usually above zero and very pleasant and sunny. Everybody is at least four days off the job. I was at one of the larger more popular hotels in our North together with three friends. A gorgeous brunette gave me a bright smile and so...
Mandy had grown up in a small Midwestern city and was a shy girl. She had some close friends but had put aside the idea of dating in her early teens. Something about the complications of dating didn't appeal to her. It seemed like a lot of work for a few moments of pleasure. Besides, she told herself, too many of the guys she knew were pure unadulterated jer...
Oil Field Techniques Turn Her On We entered the bedrooms as always. Edith disappeared in her bedroom to change into her nightie. I went in the guest bedroom and removed my clothing. In a departure from routine, I waited for her standing at the foot of the bed. Edith was in her 60s and I had decided to change my technique. Instead of treating her like a lad...
There had already been the civil ceremony with family and friends present and it was a great occasion, but what Jo and Roger had both really been looking forward to was the other ceremony, the secret ceremony. Here is the order of events for that special occasion: 11am Trinity, as priestess, in head-dress and black silk robes, asks the guests to rise. The...
Jen nervously adjusted in her seat. She reached for her martini glass, and had to concentrate to keep from shaking. She took a long sip but the Cosmopolitan didn't help calm her nerves. "This isn't as easy as Michael thinks," she thought to herself. She felt so exposed. She couldn't remember the last time she had worn a skirt so short. Maybe her high school...
You'll not believe this but I swear it's true, every word. Only the names have been altered for legal reasons. After I'd returned the cut out bits of hardboard to you on Friday morning I was just leaving, Mr Skelan was waiting for me and as we walked to the cars we fell into conversation. Straight away it seemed he asked how 'we' were getting on. Taken abac...
Carol was a divorced woman, still good looking and in shape but no love life to speak of. She had even considered hiring a gigolo so that she could get off once in a while but was too embarrassed and felt frivolous paying for sex. Blind dates although pleasant, were bland, with no chemistry to speak of. Plus it was so complicated to consider starting ove...
In my area—and I suspect in yours—the local news regularly runs stories of prostitution "stings." In case you are not familiar with them, they work like this: female police officers pose as prostitutes. They may walk a street "known" for prostitution (which in my city means you may find, at most, a dozen down-and-out, drug-addicted women on a busy night, plu...
Angel looked at the phone like it was a monster ready to strike. Something was very wrong on the other end of it and she wasn't sure she was ready to know what it was. Slowly she put the device to her ear and spoke, "Hello, this is Angel Havershi." The words were some of the hardest she had ever spoken in her life. The voice on the other end of the line was...
I love my job. I'm one of those lucky ones who gets paid for something they enjoy doing. Nice work if you can get it... and believe me... I can. Take this as a case in point... It was just a neat, respectable suburban street, neatly lined with acacia trees, but nothing out the ordinary in stockbroker belt land. The cars in the drives of the mainly detached...