Chapter 5 Mr. X will pay extra for what he likes. What Mr. X wants, he gets. "Well, for starters, he likes shaved pussies and you have a bush. You have time to shave off your fur before he gets here. Also, he likes the young stuff. I'm thinking that maybe, if you put your hair in braids and wear something that looks like a school uniform, you know, a shor...
He's been coming over on Mondays, while the kids are in school, and his wife and her husband are at work. He has a legitimate reason for being there--he's working on the house. Just an old friend helping out with drywall and trim. Taking care of some things her husband doesn't know how to do. Nobody even bats an eye; they've known each other for years. She...
SeaTAc airport was pretty busy when I picked up my boarding pass and headed to gate 35. Even getting through the scanners were a major effort, but I finally made it, with plenty of time for inner reflection concerning my flight. You see, it is my anniversary, my 9th to be exact, and my husband would be waiting when I arrived in Dallas to greet me ... most li...
A notice in the newspaper caught the eye of genial Molly Reagan, a mother of two and wife of an overworked husband who'd insisted in moving out of her beloved apartment eighteen months ago to a house with a big garden. Well, Molly now lived with diminishing resentment in a lovely house which she cleans and keeps tidy but the garden is a mess. The advertisem...
With winter coming and having just moved into a new one bedroom apartment, I was looking for some diversion. My situation had me down. I lost my job about a year ago, and have been skimming by working afternoons and evenings at a mall store selling candles. They are hiring for the holidays, so at least I know that will be steady and I may even get some overt...
Hi there, this one I have written for the ladies out there (well, okay the gay guys too if they like), basically this is for anyone who enjoys watching a man play with himself, and by extension, will hopefully enjoy this little tale, presented for their pleasure. First, a little light background: Throughout the thicks and thins of relationships and the tim...
One of my favorite things in to do in my spare time was to visit my friends and family via the train. The rides were long and tended to be very restricted to certain times, but I loved it. I never really worried someone would bother me or be excessively drunk like on the bus and I didn't have to worry about falling out of the sky like I did with plane, I did...
"No way does a guy get naked with a girl and— do nothing!" Natalie shook her head. "No Jake, me and my boyfriend get naked but we don't mess around, that's a no-no." That November Natalie and I carpooled home every day after band practice. Nattie played clarinet and I played with my flute. The girl was a real cutie, with curly blonde hair and hefty size ti...
Heather was a slut when we met. She wasn't the in-your-face, I wanna fuck everything I see and I don't care who knows it kind of slut. I would have called that a whore. She was a sweet innocent looking, shy, fun girl who responded to attention and would fuck your brains out. I don't think we would have become friends if she had been an in-your-face slut. If...
Joan snuggled closer to Tom's chest, easing herself into a more comfortable position while making sure not to wake him. She thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of lying beside him, just his bare skin against hers in the dark, still but for the sound of their still slightly ragged breathing. Tom was spent and had quickly fallen deeply asleep, though not forgettin...