The Phone Call... The email from his wife, Sarah, was simply entitled "Tonight" and told John little more than that she'd booked a sitter and they would be going out to dinner. Intrigued by her impulsiveness (this was not a common trait,) John shot back an excited response and eagerly awaited a reply. Despite the heavy afternoon, which lay in store for him...
To tell the truth, I never really figured out how to do the guy thing very well. I was always small for my age. People used to say that I'd shoot up someday, but it never happened. All through my school years, I looked about two years younger than my classmates. It didn't make for an adolescence filled with confidence, or even security. I was picked on merci...
Sitting at the computer in my office, the problem wasn't solving itself. I needed a break. I ran my fingers through my hair, leaned back, stretched my arms, moaned audibly and then decided to take a walk. I pushed my chair back from my desk, stood up and headed for the door. "Just taking a break Janine" I said to my secretary as I passed her. She looked up...
It had been a hot, humid day, so thick that you could cut out a piece of it and put it in your pocket and take it home with you. That kind of hot. Sweltering hot. "I-think-I'm-gonna-die" kind of hot. The kind of hot that amplifies the flies buzzing around your head kind of hot. Well, you get the idea. It was miserable. But then, this was Miami for you. What...
= = = = = = = Four young college girls on a skiing vacation have to find other things to do when an excess of new snow traps them in their cabin. This is the second in this series and might make more sense if you have read "Three J's and an S Go Skiing." = = = = = = = * * * * * * * Julie, Judy, and Joan slept until after eleven. By the time they had aw...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** (All characters participating in sexual activity are age 18 or over.) This chapter is a repost, it has been edited and has undergone very minor rewrites for style and flow. Nothing in the story has been changed. Synopsis: It's Mike's birthday and he is stuck home alone with his...
Note: First I want to give a heads up for those of you into the fetish of hair, but not incest. This story has a little more incest in it, but I have marked it with the following: %%. When you see that, that means that the next section contains incest so that way you can skip over it until you see: /%%. The incest parts are not yet crucial to the story line,...
Why am I standing here in the rain, soggy paper bags in hand, and afraid to knock on the door? I wonder. My mind wanders back, reliving the events that led to my being here. It all started about 7 months ago... * * * * After a long and trying day, I had asked my sister-in-law, Jen, to surprise me with a drink out on the screened-in-porch. (Among the many...
8: Hot Lips In a ten room apartment just off Fifth Avenue on 65th Street, Mr. Phelps Phelps was leaning forward to touch his wife's chin with the fingers of his right hand. Mr. Phelps was standing and Mrs. Phelps was sitting just in front of him. Mr. Phelps wore a dark suit, a gray silk tie, a white handkerchief in the left breast pocket of his jacket. Mrs....
Chapter 2 the Amusement Park Jen gets up from a restful sleep. She walks naked to her mirror and examines her reflection. Jen's breasts appear allot more tan but the lighter part around her areolas and nipples still stands out a lot. Since she wore a bikini bottom the whole time yesterday her pussy is still very pale. Jen doesn't bother to put any clothes o...