My wife's friend Emily approached her about a charity event she was involved in. It consisted of a dinner and auction where people would bid on clothing worn by volunteer models on stage. As each article of clothing was auctioned off, the model would remove it for the audience. The men would strip down to a pair of boxers. The women would strip down to som...
--- closing Chapter 6 ... Kimmy's lips had become quite full, her hair longer and more lush and any hint of boi hair on her body had vanished. They were all very pleased with the arrangements and the results. ---- Chapter 7 Dougie tried his best to not pay too much attention to Kimmy when their work schedules matched up. Of course, there were the polit...
It was a Sunday morning and Laura, a little hung over from a party the night before, stood peering out her window over a desolate scene of drifting snow and stunted black spruce trees. This view had been part of her life for over two years. Life in a new town in Northern Canada could be tough on the wives of the men who worked the mines. A combination of a n...
As he crept through hallways that were familiar and strange all at once, Alan couldn't shake the sense of foreboding which had his heart racing. There was no explaining it, he hadn't felt like this since creeping into that dragon's lair so long ago. He couldn't remember what had transpired when they broke into the guild house, but he wasn't going to let that...
I suppose that we all have some built in fuse that indicates sexual interest in a particular person. And that the catalyst required to ignite that fuse varies for each of us. Physical beauty, reputation, surroundings, alcohol, drugs, can all play a part in this sudden realization that you desire someone. But I have found that until it happens I have no idea...
Please feel free to leave a public comment, email or vote. Feedback always appreciated, positive or otherwise. ********************* I was shocked: completely gobsmacked, but I guess I asked for it. We were sitting in a little local restaurant and I was teasing Alana, my wife of 20 years, about what I had planned for our upcoming wedding anniversary. I...
It was ten thirty on Thursday morning when Susan Caldwell heard the doorbell ring. She was in the bedroom getting ready to go into town and wondered whom it could be. She and her husband John did not know anyone having only moved to this small city two weeks ago, where John had taken a job as assistant accountant with a distribution company. John had only ju...
Justin had met Melissa at the bar. She had long, curly blonde hair which fell over her shoulders. Occasionally a loose strand would find itself nestling into her glorious cleavage before a flick of her head would whip it free again. She had a pretty smile, pink lips, a dirty laugh and a low cut top. Justin hadn't been chatting to her for more than five minut...
I moved into a new apartment days after my slut of a wife demanded a divorce. According to her, I was a disgusting, sex-starved pervert because she found a couple of pornographic spams in my email. Little did she know I knew the truth about her. I had been having suspicions about her for awhile, and had installed some spy cameras around the house while she w...
Note: this story was inspired by a new friend of mine, thus the names will be different from other posts mentioning myself and my wife. This story was actually his fantasy, thus the changed names. Enjoy..... Irene has been my wife for ten years, 10 wonderful years I should say. We've known each since early high school, and dated for 2 years before we got hi...