Friday found Paula Anderson, her daughters, and Steve in the living room of the O'Leary residence. Amber had greeted them warmly and after a quick sandwich led them into another room to take their measurements. "Here's the thing, girls. My helper, Ann, and I need to get some very detailed measurements from you. The gowns will fit perfectly, but we're also g...
We were very young when we married and hubby's job didn't pay much. I think when this happened I was maybe 19 or 20 and hubby is two years older. I was a skinny little blonde girl trying to look sexy for my husband and anyone who would look. This story is about the only time I worked. Come with me to the tiny town south of where we lived in the mid west. I...
This is probably the conclusion to City Lights. Feel free to comment below. :-) Enjoy! * * * * * * * * * * I was lying on the bed, not a stitch of clothing on me, flat on my back, booty on the edge of the bed, legs spread as far as I could spread them, my long straight black hair spread out across the mattress, while Billy was standing, his hands supporti...
21. I start to wake up, and I look outside, it's dark, What the, say to myself, what time is it? As I sit-up on the side of the bed, and reach for my phone, which is on a side table table beside the bed, damn it's 2034. I drag myself out if bed, and head towards the bathroom with a piss-on (piss hard-on). After I do 'business', I wash my hands (of course)...
They call me Horndoggy. I'm a beachcomber. Back in 1965, the year in which my story takes place, I was living in a beach shack just off Daytona Beach. I didn't do any work, anymore than I do now, I just liked to hang out on the beach with the teenagers and do a bit of surfing. The teens around there thought I was pretty cool for an old codger. Someone over...
My wife was always sexually conservative. Though she had dated regularly in high school and college, when I met her she was still a virgin. Although she remained shy about discussing sex, our first few years of marriage taught me that she was far from frigid. Indeed, she loved to tease me, as long as we were alone. Even nicer, the longer we were together t...
I admit it. I'm the jealous kind. But when you've gota wife as beautiful as mine, who always seems to attract the attentions of every man at every party we go to, well, it's not hard to be jealous. I'm not saying my wife looks for the attention, or that she's ever responded to it – I'm sure she hasn't, in fact – but I know she enjoys it. And it drives me cra...
You go to visit Lauren at work, and when you get there you notice her flirting with a male coworker. As you walk up, she sees you and quickly changes her tone with him. The silly smile drops from her face and she asks him if he can check back with her after lunch. You two leave and go to a nearby diner. While you are eating you ask her "So who was that...
Part 2: The First Time Watching My Sweet Wife For several weeks after Nikki's confession, I experienced a vast range of emotions: Fear, anxiety, nausea. But mostly I experienced jealousy and arousal. Nikki and I talked on occasion, mostly by email. I often fantasized about what they were doing, but Nikki didn't go into detail about her excursions with Matt...
Ohio, 2002 When I look at our family now, more than forty years later, at our two daughters, now married with families, I see both myself and my wife in them. My wife's dark straight hair, pale skin, blue eyes, petite frame, shy smile; my own turned up nose on one and lighter hair and dimples on the other. But our son is different. He doesn't look much li...