I follow you into the alley, out the back door of the bar at pace that would likely be described by an onlooker as a drunken stumble. I giggle as I lose my balance, and luckily you are there to catch me, groping my big braless tits as you do. "Jeez keep your balance you drunken slut." you say with half kidding in your voice. With mock seriousness I straigh...
Do you remember these thoughts that I posted in my last Panty Peril? "Wearing nothing but a pair of teeny, tiny panties inside such a well preserved car seemed so deliciously decadent. God, I could only imagine what it would be like to drive such a nice car wearing so little." "Well, be careful what you wish for." as they say. Mr. Van der Waal called be...
Once again, huge thanks to my editor sdbnnc for all her help and for introducing me to her Master. Thanks also to my own Sir for giving me a kick up the arse when I needed it and last but by no means least, thank you to all the wonderful readers who's have given me so much encouragement. I hope you enjoy this next chapter. Megan * We had our first big row...
After a second refreshing shower and a healthy charge to her dying cell Stacy was ready to hit the streets again. Hopeful to drum up more viewership. While still plugged in she called her new friend Xander back. Nearly disappointed at how many rings it took she was ready to hang up. "Hey what happened?" He answered with concern. "Sorry X. Got a little tie...
I was sitting on the train the other day, heading to work, and I couldn't have been there for more than a few stops before this girl gets on board. It didn't occur to me then, but when I look back on it now, I should have thought it was a little unusual, as the seats across the aisle from me were empty, and the normal thing for her to do would have been to s...
"It is sooooo sloooooow..." It was not the first time this phrase had been uttered in the waitress station that night. Probably not even the fifth or sixth, Laura guessed. And it was true. Tuesday nights at the bar weren't typically super busy anyways, but this night had been particularly dead. The waitresses were blaming the heat. The bartender was blaming...
When I first met Valerie back in 1972, she was a senior in high school. She had turn 18 in January and had only a few months of school left. She loved wearing short dresses and skirts anywhere and everywhere. Many of her dresses just barely covered her ass, but she said she didn't care. It never seemed to bother her when somebody got a flash of her panty cov...
Thanks to Angel Love, for her fine editing skills. * "Thanks for the ride," Christopher said, as he passed a $5.00 tip to the Marriott courtesy van driver. "Thank you sir," the driver responded. "Give the front desk a call when you've finished your dinner. Ask them to send Jerry and I'll come pick you up." Christopher thanked Jerry again and climbed out...
1. I could tell something was bothering my son Bob the minute he came in through the door. "What's wrong Bob?" I asked. "Nothing Mom," was his reply. "What is it? Problems with Carol? You two doing ok?" Carol was Bob's girlfriend. They had been dating for three years, but lately it seemed to me that he was outgrowing her. They were both graduating from hig...
Note: This is a story that I lived through. Some names have been changed, some have not. I tried not to embellish. If well received, I'll convert more of my diary entries from that time to story format for your enjoyment. Many thanks to sr71plt and hfernandez1983 for proofreading the story and for providing advice. ***** This story requires a bit of ba...