The room was not terribly large, not like the factory floor. Several partial walls divided it into sections, though privacy was minimal and he imagined the walls were more to soften the noise and promote concentration. No one cared about privacy in here. Everyone participated, and no one was ashamed of what he did. Seeing what others did was exciting and...
Years ago I had a computer game for my XT on two 360k floppies. It was called "The Pleasure Dome". I still have it somewhere. One floppy was for men, one for women. Once loaded the player had to chat up the opposite sex. Good chat led to higher levels and a better response from your date. Poor or hackneyed lines meant that you were stood up. It was all text-...
Rumors - "The Program" Expands Across the Nation In our school rumors of a program requiring students to attend classes completely naked had begun to circulate around campus just before summer break last year. Someone said they read a participant's account on the Internet, but most of my friends and classmates simply could not believe it was true. Being no...
The Podium 2 – Gotta Pay to Play By Baron Cumhausen Podium 1 Background There's a small auditorium at the small community college I'm attending this summer where, in the late afternoon, I join several other students on Tuesdays for a public speaking workshop. It's nothing formal, no teachers or TAs. It's just a half dozen or so of us guys who decided to...
For about a year I had the pleasure of regular sensual/erotic massages with a wonderful middle-aged woman in a nearby town. As time went on what started out as a paid service became increasingly interactive and mutually satisfying. This story records the last session we had, before she moved away. Although there are a few embellishments it is mostly true, an...
It had been a good year for Ivy Zhang. The graduate science teacher had been fortunate enough to land a position at a prestigious girls' school, and she was hugely popular with the staff and students. She was young, beautiful and exotic to the students, and didn't shy away from taking on extra responsibility in the school. Unlike her older, conservative coll...
Spread sheets. Payroll. Quarterly taxes. Could anything be more boring? Paul sat at the desk staring blankly into the monitor and reached for his coffee. Shouldn't complain, he thought, the salary is good and ample time to goof off. I need something different, a variation in my life. The owner of the trucking company, Mr. James, was semi-retired and Paul was...
I was on my way back home after a great weekend of riding, drinking and shooting when I pulled in to a truck stop for some gas and a quick bite to get me the next 100 miles or so. While re-arranging a things on the bike and taking a few pictures for kicks I see this blonde woman in her mid to late 40's walking from the line of parked trucks towards the all...
This story was prompted by a recent trip to NYC and all the impressive skyscrapers. Thanks to LSEiland for editing this story. Her suggestions are appreciated, as she is never afraid to redirect me when I stray. ***** Ken stopped by Kimberly's desk. He was her supervisor- or boss, as her friends called him, though he didn't care for that title. They work...
This is the first time I have written from a woman's perspective, I hope you like it. Some of the following is based on real occurrences. * I saw my reflection in the shop window. I looked OK, I was pleased. I was still not sure if I was doing the right thing however. Why was I walking down the street to meet him; someone who I had never physically met bef...