Day 3 When she left last night she was a very happy girl. I have her clean up. Redo her makeup. Get her pretty. And then she has to leave like that. She makes me promise she will see me tomorrow. I actually have a hard time sleeping that night. She's running through my mind and I'm thinking about tomorrow. I send her a text in the morning telling her to...
I rang her doorbell Friday evening. Seeing her standing there took my breath away. "You look marvelous, Tracy," I said. "I'm going to enjoy the evening just looking at you." "You say the nicest things, John. I'm looking forward to spending the evening with you, too." Over dinner, we shared more of our lives with each other. We talked about our parents, wh...
I am the manager at my department. I budget for a party for my employees every year. I rent a boardroom at the lodge and make sure the company pays for rooms so nobody has to drive home as it is an open bar. I give them the afternoon off so they have time to get ready for cocktails at 5:30. Eight of my twelve staff are female and range from 25 to 40 years o...
I still remember it like it was yesterday. The sun was shining on a warm upstate New York summer day. As was typical, a bunch us would get together and hang out. Growing up in the 70's and 80's without video games, you had to have friends to do things with. Little did know, nor expect, that it would lead us to this day. There I was, an 18 year old guy who j...
Chapter six: Wednesday, April 15, 2020 It was a dreary Wednesday morning as I sat at my desk, grading my art history graduate students' blog posts and listening to the rain beat against the window. This week, I had decided to have some fun with the weekly assignment, offering them the option of staging, documenting, and then critically writing about a "grea...
© 2018 Jessica Mandella, used by permission, all rights reserved. Introduction. Those who browse my site (my name, plus a dot com) are used to seeing stories about telepaths, casters, super heroes and basically people running a whole lot of supernatural power. This story is about people who don't run power of any sort. I usually explore the human condition...
This includes cross dressing, incest, straight sex, lesbian sex, male-male sex, group sex, and nonconsensual sex. If any of that bothers you please skip this story. The emphasis of this is story, though there is some sex. I don't often do sequels, but it felt like there was more to go to cover Rich's story. For those who didn't read the first part, Kelly...
I was getting annoyed and discouraged enough now to want to give up. Farah told me to shut up the whining and grow a pair. On the positive side, I was at least getting laid a whole lot more regularly than I had been. The café betting pot was now over $5000. ************* 63. Mademoiselle LePew - This woman who I briefly entertained for a coffee date wore s...
We maneuvered through the city, little traffic on a Sunday afternoon and headed for the highway. I glanced at Nicole, sitting quietly in the passenger seat. She had scrunched herself down as low as she could, the seat belt preventing her from melting down onto the floor. She looked over at me and quickly away, her cheeks turning pink. "Wanna talk to me? Te...
The car service pulled up to the car dealership and Jenna thanked the driver as she stepped out of the car. She thought about giving the driver a special tip, since it had been almost an hour since she was last fucked and she was horny again. Her mind wandered back to the time during a vacation when she gave the cab driver a sloppy blowjob because she didn't...