I sit curled up in an over stuffed armchair. My long dark hair pulled up in a messy ponytail, wearing an oversized cream jumper and light grey knee high socks. A book lays open against my thighs but I'm not reading it. Instead I'm watching you, seated at your desk, oblivious to everything but your laptop screen. On a clear day you can look out over a field o...
He walked in with the air of one whom belonged. And he barely gave her a glance where she knelt upon the floor. Instead he walked to the bar and poured himself a brandy which he sipped slowly as he stared at her. She was naked as she was supposed to be. Her long red curls fell so sweetly about her face, which she was keeping low to the floor. Her hands were...
The ringing phone jarred Jim from his sleep. His eyes tried to focus on the time staring back at him from the small clock on the nightstand as he reached for the phone. Fuck. It is almost 1 in the afternoon. Jim held the receiver up to his right ear. "Hey Jim, come on over to our room. The Bengals and Chargers are going to be on TV in a few minutes". "You...
He'd traveled most of the day in hot weather, so shortly after checking in to the hotel, he headed straight for the pool. The water felt good, and after swimming a few laps, he found a lounge chair, settled in, and relaxed in the waning sunlight. He looked forward to the next few days. A relatively new employee at his company, he was pleased to be sent to...
My wife's take on Harry: My husband wrote a story about a relationship I had with a consultant at work. His name was Harry and he came to my workplace on a regular basis. Harry was six foot tall, a bit bulky, which is my favorite body style in a man. He had brown hair, slightly graying and starting to turn bald. I have heard that balding men have a lot of t...
She slips into the room, an air of sweet submission surrounds her, but you know the truth of her. You know her defiance, her greed and her insatiable need. She watches you sitting in your chair from across the room, noting you seem like a King on his throne and perhaps to her you are ... her King. Her bare feet barely whispering against the floor as she ap...
Chapter 2: The Awakening As we walked out the door of the bowling alley, I started to turn toward the rear parking lot to get my car but Sandy took me by the arm and said, "Let's go for a walk." When she had asked for a ride home earlier, it was for the benefit of the guys in the poolroom. Actually she lived just two blocks away in the duplex she shared wit...
I was eating a provolone and Italian ham sandwich and drinking coffee around eight in the morning when the phone rang. "Hickeys electric, how can I help you?" "I'm going through fuses like crazy and wondered if you could give me some advice?" "Sure whats your address?" "12 Jefferson street." "Be there in twenty minutes." I was there and when she opened...
For me giving a guy a blow-job is intense, when I have my mouth and tongue on a guy's crotch, licking his balls and his shaft, inhaling his hot male aroma that steams from his genitals, and the taste. I know that there a lot of girls that don't like the taste of cum, but I not one of them. Giving a blow-job makes me feel in control. I mean just asking a guy...
On my free nights and weekends I usually do go out with friends a lot. I do have a very good male friend who takes me out to dinner a lot, to the theater, opera, sometimes we dine with friends of his. There is a certain tension between us, but none of us has so far "crossed the line", so we are just friends. I am in love with him, but rather having him as a...