"Last call" the bartender says as I down my ninth shot of jack and sip on the remainder of what's left of my overpriced Long Island ice tea. "You sure you don't need me to call you a cab?" the bartender asks. Drunkenly I slur, "No I'm good. I can call a friend." He nods in agreement and lets me finish my drink in peace. I debate on who to call, who would...
In my house there are four words my wife never wants to hear. They can be in any sequence, but are usually in this order: "PRESENT", "DISPLAY", "LAP" and "CORNERTIME" Let me give you an example. My wife, who is 41, with long slim legs, and a perky backside, is a manager at a Fortune 500 company. One evening last week she was in the kitchen preparing dinner....
"You know I'm really not that kind of girl." The busty Hispanic pouted from the table where she was dancing. "Normally I'm shy. So shy I won't even talk to a boy." She was still wearing all of the clothing she'd come to the bachelor party with on, not that she'd had a lot on when she'd arrived. Her entire outfit consisted of a slinky black dress that didn't...
Eileen adjusted the mirror on her desk again. A perfect view of the changing room through the door behind her desk—and quite a nice shot of a hunk in his undies. Her friends had given her the fish eye when she said she was going to work for an entertainment placement agency and then were quickly deflated when she said it was purely a Santa's helper and kids...
Authors note**** So, as I reread this, I wish there was more detail, but there are two reasons for this lack. A lot of this is a blur. And with this many guys, it would be sooooo long. So, I hope you like it! ***** So, I guess you need some background. I have been planning this gangbang for months. The most I've ever been with before was 11 guys. That's a...
So, now we know the where, when and who, which leads us to the how. This is where it gets tricky. Remember that being a dominant is truly not simply about getting compliance from a partner. It's about making that partner feel good about willingly giving that power over to you. Or, put another way, as my own mantra always goes, healthy power exchange always...
Harold was working on his second serving of fat-free yogurt, trying to come down from all the excitement. He scanned the spacious rec room, having to chuckle at the sight of so many bare-assed men casually chatting with confident, fully-clothed, exercise-minded women. Aubrey wandered over to check in on her friend and new assistant. "Nice display you pu...
Several weeks passed after one of the most memorable long weekends of Pete Taylor's young life. Over that fateful weekend Pete and his girlfriend Katrina had mutually masturbated in her mother's car on Saturday, explored oral sex on Sunday, and experimented with a 69 position on Monday. That same Monday they had even tried nudism on the small stretch of priv...
His eyes caressed her legs. She drove a popping red PT Cruiser. Her knees were angled high in the car too small for the 5'11" woman. Her face was leaning forward. She held the top of the steering wheel with both hands. Her forearms rested against the steering wheel. He stole more glances onto the slender, pokey knees. The knees were parted to work the paddl...
Lyin' Eyes Ch 4 – Edited By Longhorn__07 ******** Author's Note: For those who see no chance of a straying wife rehabilitating herself and regaining her husband's love, please don't read any further. Take the first three chapters and save them, if you find them worthy of such, and let that be your complete story. Don't read Chapters 4 through 7 in this sto...