Jones: So, she's a sexy bad girl, and me the sexy girl next door...this should be interesting. Jones: Where do you want us? Jones: Hmmm, shower.... I get home from work, all stressed, and decide I need a hot shower, she's not home, probably out running. So I'm stripping in front of the mirror, running my hands over my body. I feel so sexy as the room fills...
Chapter 28: Red Revolution The French Knickers had been a success. They had been sent out as Valentine’s Day presents to our major customers, except the pair I gave to Serena. They had been a success in a different way. Now she is in control of her life and her man, which is as it should be. A few customers had not appreciated the gift. One pair came back...
"So, how does it feel to part of the club?" Ms. Evans asked Ms. Feng. "It's pretty wild," Ms. Feng answered. She sipped her tea before talking once more. "I had no idea what Kenny was getting into just across the street from me!" Ms. Feng said. "Hey, now you get to be apart of that too," Ms. Jones said. "And because you are, we're going to show you the b...
Jones hated Mondays, and he especially hated to work on Mondays. This in and of itself was not unusual; most people dislike, or even hate, Mondays. Monday, to most people, is the worst day of the week. But for Jones, his job meant that he dealt with most people on the worst day of their lives, and this was difficult enough without having to deal with the fac...
"Why is there never a sale on beans?" Ms. Jones thought to herself as she inspected a can Hedge's Cooked Beans. Ms. Jones looked through her shopping cart's contents to assess what else she needed. "I guess the only thing left is the frozen foods." The rattling of her shopping cart and goods followed along with her as she headed to the other side of the s...
Hello readers! This is my first story. I know it is not perfect. Writing does not come easily for me. It takes me much longer than people who have natural or well developed writing skill. Feedback is welcome. I hope at least some of you enjoy it. *** The love of my life and I met a bit later in life. Better late than never! We have a fabulous all around r...
[MILF Date Night] Kenny waited on the couch. Just as he checked the time on his phone, the doorbell rang. Ms. Feng was standing on the front porch wearing just a tight fitting white t-shirt. "By the way, two cars saw me like this on the way over here," Ms. Feng said. "Didn't you used to be timid about being seen like this?" Kenny asked. "Only when it's p...
QUICK NOTE TO LOVERS OF CHAPTER ONE: This will NOT be a foot fetish/foot worship chapter, but these themes will return for the next chapter. Chapter four continues the focus on a medical kink. ***** "We'll require a semen sample now, George," said Miss Jones, leaning over me, as I inhaled her sweet perfume scent. "Yes, Miss," I said, breathless, looking u...
Terri lays flat on her front; hands stretched forward, stomach clear of the bed and bottom upthrust. Hips arched, supported solely by her knees, feet lifted, high heels vertically pointed. A hard position to keep, yet perfectly presented for punishment -- although the exact nature of her chastisement is as yet a mystery. This will be the final session, the...
"So, who's this guy coming over today?" Ms. Evans asked. "His name is Joel. He and my son used to go to school together. He's in need of some extra money, so I asked him to come by and help with your garden today," Ms. Jones asked. "That's not all, from what my son said, he's supposed to be a massive pervert who's never gotten laid." "I see now. So you wan...