She had warned him on several occasions that if he did not satisfy her sexual needs then she would begin looking elsewhere. He had shrugged it off as idle threats until one day she called him into their home office and told him she was going out tomorrow night to meet someone who she hoped would satisfy her. He said ok still not believing her. The next eveni...
She stepped right up to me in my personal space, but had a shy smile. As she composed herself to speak, she offered me one of her white gloved hands, but instead of waiting for my hand she simply grasped my penis, as if in a handshake. "I am Katarina. Please call me Kate or Cat." Kate had a thick Russian accent, sounding very different from the robot. I co...
Thank you to my editor, c-whyte and to my proofreaders, kendo1 and rosezwild. This story wouldn't be half what it is without y'all. Disclaimer: The people and events depicted in this story are imaginary. Any resemblance to real people or situations is pure coincidence. (Thank you to scouries for use of the following statement:) This is an official entry...
"Squeak-screech, squeak-screech, squeak-screech, squeak-screech..." It was shortly before 3am on a Wednesday night...I was only able to fall into a halfway-decent sleep about 4 hours ago. I have a few important work meetings coming up in the next few hours, and as such, I was hoping to be focused and fresh for the workday. About 2 months ago, I moved into a...
Waiting. These long periods of idle waiting really do get on my nerves. There is simply nothing going on then, not a single thing at all. I am just standing around, doing nothing but to wait all the time. And it is not just for a couple of hours, sometimes I have to wait for days, even weeks before something happens. I keep wondering how spiders can cope wit...
I met a very nice English couple while they were here on holiday. They were so cute and so in love. She told me of their shopping adventure one afternoon while we were all drinking at a local pub. I came up with this story from his point of view... My wife and I are best friends. We've been together almost 25 years. We completely enjoy each other. I love to...
Anya… I still can't believe I did it. How they talked me into it I'm not sure, but somehow my girlfriends got me in that ring, and the next thing I knew they were tying on the boxing gloves. It was my bachelorette party, only three days before I was supposed to marry my high school sweetheart, Danny. I wasn't dressed for boxing, that was for sure, and I re...
Gretel squeezed into another white girdle, hooked on her black stockings, and slid white panties up to cover her nest. After strapping on her bra, she wiggled into a tight black satin dress. Even in the dim bedroom light, the material glimmered seductively. She stepped into black patent leather pumps, two-and-a-half inches high instead of the stilts she'd w...
Kimmy Meets Her Darling at the Diplomatic Club DISCLAIMER:The following story is a work of fiction. Any similarity between any actual events or any person, living or dead, is strictly coincidental. * * * * * String gloves. Auntie Antonia made these string gloves just for Kimmy to wear to her first face-to-face meeting with a man she had fallen in love wi...
18-year-old Chris was bored. Outside the rain beat down on the sloppy looking snow, melting it all away one flake at a time. The snowman he had made a few days ago looked like a forgotten science experiment. The head had fallen an hour ago, the body was listing to the left, only a shovel held it up. Of course, the whole thing was shrunken and pitted now. Chr...