Her name is Jackie, nineteen, long dark hair, sexy legs (the outfit I have my girls wear is a very short skirt, not tight, and a tight shirt with the store name on it. Most of the girls tie the shirt in the back so it fits real tight around their young tits.) On this night the customers were few and far between and I left Jackie to run things and went back...
Yesterday my son, Michael and I were laughing about the time, many years ago; I took him shopping with me to Crossroads Mall, located in south Oklahoma City. I had specifically gone there to buy some crotchless pantyhose at Fredrick's of Hollywood. I know it is not as upscale or as classy as Victoria Secret but I also knew that their dressing rooms were cubi...
The room was dark when Tom opened his eyes. The only light he could see was from the numbers in red shining from the digital clock on the bed stand. 4:30. The darkness inside and out of the room convinced him it must be A.M. Was it the sound of the front door closing that woke him? His focus shifted to the sounds of footsteps on the stairs then to the elect...
I barely awoke to the sound of my cell phone ringing. Bad enough I'd had a long day at work but it was 3 a.m. and I was in the middle of some well-deserved deep sleep. I knew I could simply send it straight to voicemail but I'd already been stirred. When I looked at the caller ID, I was compelled to answer. "Hello." I muttered in my hoarse morning baritone....
A few weeks later I was back in Madison, Wisconsin. On yet another of my business trips. It was the second week in July and it was hot. I was to be there for another 8 days which gave me a weekend off. Which was just fine with me, since I was looking forward to giving Angela a call. Angela is the women from the escort add I called last time I was here. After...
Filing into the large room I am greeted by familiar and smiling faces. Hands shoot forth to shake mine while others wrap around me to pull me to them in a warm embrace. Uncomfortably, I return each handshake or hug with one of my own. I don't want to be here. But you would want me here, wouldn't you? We would both be here if you could have managed to come....
He woke up harder than ever. Spooning up against her he gently rubbed his naked cock against her silky PJ's. It had been almost three weeks since he came last and was oh so desperate. He knew he shouldn't wake her like this. She almost always never liked it, but his other head was taking over. After a few minutes he stopped and rolled over, tossing and turn...
I like black guys. The darker the better. Flat stomachs, big hands, and of course, big dicks. They just seem to fit into me so well. oh, but it’s been a long time. Three weeks, and all because of my husband. My husband. Dan. He was about as fun as a bowl of unsalted peanuts. He was never interested in me, his stomach overhung his pants, and he forgot what s...
To those familiar with the Masturbation Club Series you will know how these ladies happened to get together. To the others of you this story will stand alone. Meanwhile guys, no oversize dickeys or tits or anal and/or BSDM. ======================= Previous--There were now eight girls in that club whose names were Barb (me)(Brad), Alice, Gail (Gerry), Jan (...
THE INTERVIEW "Is what I hear about you true?" The question came poised with a suggestive lilt in the voice, the tip of her tongue nervously exploring suddenly dry lips. Alex knew exactly what she was referring to, but years of paranoia forced him to skirt the issue. Better safe than sorry. "It depends. What do you hear about me?" The first step in the gam...