Sometimes being a mechanic has it's advantages. I had always heard these stories from other mechanics about women that have come into their shop and the adventures that happened afterwards. I always thought it was more liquor talking than anything until last week. I was working on a transmission linkage last Monday when I saw her. Laying flat on my back on...
It was official. Rahela hated Yahsin winters. Snow came quickly, but it wasn't a gentle thing. It started out as a blizzard. As hauntingly beautiful as the blowing flakes were from a position near a window, Rahela hated the cold that blasted through. She was grateful to the gods for her social status. She didn't have to go outside and work. She didn't ha...
<i>(Note: Before continuing a thread, please read the notes on the story.)</i> God quit on us. For whatever reason, he'd had enough, and decided to send the world to Hell, starting with this town. No surprise; read the Old Testament, it's his M.O. At least Sodom and Gomorrah did the crime first. Everybody on the outside of the Holy Grid knows wha...
Pam's attention was attracted by a man who walked by her, holding the arm of an attractive young lady. He was wearing tight, sharp slacks with razor sharp creases and a loose, white shirt. His ass looked fantastic. "Oh my," Pam said quietly to herself. What she wouldn't do to get her hands on his lovely, sculpted cheeks. She watched him walk away. He had a...
Washing dishes is my favorite, it's the time when I can really prove myself to her, a time when my panties come off and I work under her intense gaze. I'll still be in my short skirt with the apron that I wore while cooking dinner, but when she has finished eating and then has let me eat mine she will tell me when it is time for dishes. That's when I remove...
It's been some time since I've last written about my little Courtney's sexual exploits. For those of you who are unfamiliar the following is a brief description of my wife, as described in previous stories: Courtney is a very pretty Puerto Rican and Irish girl who; I have found out, loves to be a very dirty girl. She is 5'4", 120 lbs. with a perfect ass an...
Unaware of the dangers ahead of her on this dark night she'd watched the sky grow darker and darker during work. The alleyways held no fear for her and she looked as if she was just a stray cat prowling, until they showed up she was safe. While she walked along the street light she was fine, as to the alleyways she seemed to avoid them, for the most part. T...
The three gals were 18, and Paul was 20 in the summer of 1979 when the events described took place, the same characters appear 41 years later in Dragondrivers. This story was an entry in a 1000 word short story contest. All pseudonyms have been changed to protect the deviant. *** Growing up, Paul's father owned an airplane. Five of us learned to fly in th...
It was a sweltering hot Saturday afternoon in July, and I had finished doing the yard work. Some of the lawn tools needed basic maintenance—nylon string for the weed whacker, oil on the grass and shrub sheers, a new blade for the edger—so I'd been back and forth from the basement where all the related stuff was stored. I had one final chore, sharpening the m...
Tim had been interested in Sandra for a long time, and felt that she was equally into him as well. She always had some comment on his Twitter posts that seemed 'a little more than friends'. They had been going back and forth like this for what felt like ages to Tim. There had been many times that they private messaged each other back and forth late into the...