THE LAUNDRY HAMPER I had been spending an inordinate amount of time during my relationship with Denise sneaking into her laundry and inspecting the contents of her dirty washing basket. It was not in the least bit difficult to gain access when Denise was not in her apartment and the nature of our relationship was such that I didn't think she would even min...
Being a personal secretary can be rewarding if you have the right boss. Jerry could be the right boss if he would just give me the time of day. Every morning he picks up his mail and smiles good morning. The only acknowledgment that I'm alive. I realize he is a married man, with two kids he adores, but I've seen his wife, pretty but she always acts like sh...
The luscious aroma of tomatoes and herbs filled my tiny kitchen, as a small pan filled with sauce simmered on top of the stove. Behind it, water boiled in a stainless steel pot. I poured a half box of spaghetti into the water, stirring the pot and watching the stiff pasta sink gradually into the water, as the Dave Matthews Band played in the background. I g...
Monday, the forth day the guest's had been here, Matt went to town to pick up our mail. I was giving rowing lessons to Sandi white and Karla Everett. Ken white and Shawn Everett were going fishing, so I showed them some of the better areas to fish. When I returned to the house for a glass of ice tea, Sue was waiting for me. She and Karen were ready to initi...
Author's Note: A reader suggested that I do a series of stories about contestants in the Mrs. America pageant. What a fine idea. However, I have of late had a fascination with tee-shirts that say things on them. I found a website (I can't remember the URL anymore) with a number of printed tee-shirts appropriate to this kind of story. So, both elements – Mrs....
When the doorbell sounded I sprang up and almost ran over to the door. I pulled it open and smiled at Maria and Ella. Maria was wearing a silk blouse and short leather skirt while Ella was wearing a flowing summer dress. "Good to see you girls again." They returned the greeting, each of them giving me a peck on the cheek as they entered my house. I notice...
As Jill threw her purse and keys on the table in the entrance hall, she heard the familiar sounds she expected to hear when she came home for lunch. Her husband was in the bedroom, with one of the teenaged neighbor girls---or their mothers---doing what he did best...fucking. From the high pitched squeals she bet that it was one, or possibly even two, of the...
Nitu was dismal. It had been 3 weeks now. 3 weeks and 2 days. After the first and last time fucking her in his shop, Raj had completely ignored her. He had even sent her sleeveless suit to her house by messenger. She had called him at the shop so many times, but either there was no answer or if he picked up he said he was busy. Every night she lay in bed t...
After our first experience with Rick and that incredible threesome we had, both Jessica and I wanted to try again. Jessica suggested that instead of contacting someone new we should get together with Rick again. "Our last encounter with Rick was so great," she said. "Why take a chance on someone else who may not be as good a fuck?" (I really think that my wi...
Brian struggled to awake. One eye half opened, another half closed. He looked at the clock near his bed...it was way earlier than he was supposed to get up. As he awoke and slowly came to consciousness he felt a tingling sensation on his already hard cock. It felt warm, yet wet. An amazing, swirling sensation, as the warmth and the wetness moved slowly up a...