I met Bobbie at the beginning of summer following my freshman year in college. I was staying in town to attend summer school and work at the university. I was 19, she was 25; she was dating a friend of mine who was more her age. I quickly sensed that their, 'relationship' was on the wane. My friend confirmed that his wandering eye had wandered to a buxom you...
Last time we read about Vicki and her young neighbor, Jim. Now it's later in her life, she's 40, still divorced, still attractive, long blonde hair and great legs. If anything, maybe an additional five pounds, but hardly noticeable. It's a Super Bowl party at a local bar close to where she lives. She's out with her friend, Terri, a redhead, and attractive....
"What are you doing?" He was trying not to laugh. "What does it look like?" She smiled, on tip toes trying to reach the flour bag way at the top back of the highest shelf. She could feel her brown skirt lifting up a little bit too high, and was sure he could see the smallest bit of her ass. She only hoped he couldn't see her sexy red panties. He certainl...
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This represents a fantasy of mine. Partially because of the actual game itself and partially because I would have loved for this to happen. Enjoy. Deep inside, Jeff bled burgundy and gold. Born in the District of Columbia during the early seventies, he was inundated with professional football. His first memories growing up were watching the victory parade...
"Hi Jim" I heard a call from behind me. Turning I saw an old friend of mine that I hadn't seen for a long time. "Well hello stranger, where the hell have you been, It's been at least two years." There stood Ralph, an old buddy that I used to hang with. My ex and I had been real tight with Ralph and Sandy for several years but had lost touch after I got tran...
My wife kissed me goodbye and headed to her breastfeeding class. She was pregnant with our first child. Normally I would have gone with her, but we both felt it might be weird to be the only male there. Plus I had been neglecting my friends since doing the whole Lamaze thing. So she went to her class and I had four friends come over to play cards and catch u...
James was his name. Not Jim or Jimmy, Just James. To friends, enemies, lovers, haters: "James." He could have been a quarterback, at 6'3" with powerful muscles and eagle sharp eyes. He could have been a sailor, as his face showed a deep tan, and crinkles about his eyes. He could have been a lot of things, but he was only one: a spy. Not a "Bond, James Bon...
Susanna Cox maneuvered her Suburban through the lines to the dropoff; the kids were self-absorbed on the brink of a new school day. The Monday morning was the usual chaos of reluctant rising, forced breakfast and bathroom conflicts, presided in monosyllables by a figure at the head of the table from the far side of the morning paper. The day dawned wet and g...
"Pilot, prepare to leave the dockage. Sheila, set course for sector seven... the last known position of the ship the ambassador's daughter was on. Set impulse engines to slingshot around the nearest gas giant, then ignite hyper engines to course. Communications, I need to file this report to headquarters, as soon as possible. As soon as we are underway, we n...