Mark was thirsty, tired, hot and horny. He'd only made it halfway through his lengthy sales trip when his car's air conditioning conked out, leaving him feeling baked for three straight days as he called on clients. Now, pulling into his driveway, he could think only of the swimming pool in his neighbor's back yard and the open invitation he and his wife Joy...
My name is Bud and I believe the sexiest women all have just a small flaw or two, something that contrasts so that one is made aware of just how captivating they are. I know such a woman but only from afar. I don't believe she is interested in me at all. But I worship her and love to see her everyday. To describe the sexiest woman that I can think of would...
My thanks to david450 and annieandy for their editing skills in assisting in this work. And to Cyn for always inspiring me. * Sighing, Karen finally shut down her computer and prepared to leave. It had been an unusually long and difficult week; she'd almost reached the end of her rope with the new temporary today. Shaking her head she remembered how the y...
Sam was still under the covers when she woke me up. "What should we do today? Decorate? Paint? Unpack?" We'd made love the first morning in our new house. On the second morning, she was down to business. I thought for a second. "Unpack now, decorate tonight. I'm more concerned with how the tree looks at night than during the daytime. Besides, I wanted to pu...
There is no sex in this story. It's a story about what can happen if you jump to conclusions without getting all of the facts. --------------------------------- When John Stevenson got home on Saturday afternoon he was immediately shocked. As he pulled his '67 GTO into the driveway he saw that his big new Chevy truck had been trashed. John got out of the...
"What on earth is that thing?" Sir Dan's naked submissive asked as she bounced across the room. Sir Dan followed, watching her in amusement. She was so lovely with her face animated in wonder as she took in the new sights he was showing her. When they reached the far corner of the room Eva saw a large complicated looking bundle of leather straps about two i...
The room was large, with a high ceiling and open beams. The man known as the Artist stood next to a large window, silhouetted against it. He was dressed simply, wearing black trousers and a black shirt. Two large theatrical spotlights were hung in the ceiling beams casting a harsh white light into the room. The double doors at the end of the room opened. Th...
Music wafted through the warm spring air like ribbons of sound, reaching my ears in jumps and starts as I went to answer the phone. "...Don't open 'till doomsday, destruction's not far away..." It was the Misfits, playing through my crappy two dollar speakers at the other end of the house. When I reached the phone it had already rung six times. I was really...
((My apologies to the loyal readers who've left numerous comments on my little story. Truth is, I was actually in an online chat-room when I wrote the story. Someone there asked the question, "Hmmm, I feel like a going on a date and getting spoiled. Anyone have any ideas?" In answering the question, this story flew out of my fingers. There was no preconcepti...
I woke up on the couch in a hung-over state late Sunday afternoon and pretty much fell onto the floor because my head hurt so much. I rubbed my eyes and went to the kitchen for some water. After a long sip of the ice cold drink I suddenly choked and dropped the cup. My eyes stared straight out into nothing, did that happen? I thought. The memory came back bl...