"What time do you think you'll be home tonight?" My lovely wife of two years asked as I hefted my laptop to my shoulder and grabbed my keys. I am an "independent" business owner and as such, my day can be 8 to 10 hours long. "Nothing pressing as far as I know, so no later than 5, but that can change." I replied. "John is going to have dinner with his fa...
I could see my cunt once again glistening with my wetness as Dr. Morgan's statement sunk in. I nodded in agreement with his words - "we'd like to give you an orgasm now." It had been a long morning of increasing arousal and no relief. I needed to come. Dr. Schafer was flipping through a folder with several pages of my handwriting in it. "For this first orga...
Everybody knows that estate auctions are a crap shoot. A lot of the time, you wind up bidding on things that you never intended to buy, but wind up lugging them home anyway since they were part of the auctioneer's impromptu "set." To be fair, it was a nice clothing trunk – it had the telltale signs of hard use, but it was still in excellent condition otherw...
"I think I am going to switch her off. You think she is ready, Angela?" "I guess so. She seems like it. I haven't even heard very much moaning lately. I would imagine she has regressed into her mind. But, that was your intention, wasn't it, John?" "Of course." The humming coming from the machine started to die. It had been so pervasive that it had moved f...
The Mad Scientist had stood and brushed himself off. He'd left Jodi bent over the liftgate and made his way over to Tiffany, where he lowered himself again and stared at her bosom unflinchingly for a long time. He watched her chest expand and contract as she breathed. The fabric between the buttons of her blouse parted when she inhaled, exposing the furrowy...
Note: Part 4 is short, but it came to a natural stopping point. I am working on part five. * With that, Jen walked me back over to the side of the bed and had me kneel down. She tied one hand to each bedpost, then sat lightly behind me. Even through her jeans, I could feel the warmth of her ass against the back of my knees. "I know, this isn't exactly wha...
On a typical day, she would look forward to her husband coming home. She had dinner ready and she had even made his favorite dessert; pumpkin pie. The house was clean and she herself was dressed to impress him. He liked her best in simple clothing with no make up. She stood in front of her full length mirror to give herself a final once over. She felt confid...
Copyright 1998 Del Edwards (a nom de plume) I was already lying face up on the operating table wearing just my briefs when Joan Higley, the nurse who had gone over the paperwork with me, reappeared at my side. "You were right. There are three sites to be excised, not two," she said as she held up the clipboard with the release form attached. "I just liste...
I believe I love her. I'd catch her every morning picking flowers nearby my cabin. There was something ethereal about her. Elegantly dipping just above each flower. I secretly watched and plotted for seven months straight. For some reason I thought she'd always known I'd been watching her. And for the first time she smiled at me. All of it was in slow motio...
Dean was sitting in the living room, watching TV when Nat walked in around 3:30 AM. Immediately he ran to her and kissed her on her lips, his hands caressing her waist as she pulled away, giggling and looking at him mischievously. "Where were you? Did you have a good time?" he asked, his voice shaking slightly in eagerness of her response. "Oh we had a goo...