My name is Sara, I am a housewife. My husband Sam is probably every woman's dream. He has dark hair, a mustache that is always neatly trimmed, big broad shoulders. He lifts weights just enough to stay nice and firm without getting all bulgy, too. Add in that he works hard and is a good provider, I find myself usually completely content with my role of keepi...
Back to normal. Well, if anything in my life could ever be called that. No sign at all for days of Sara, the nasty and cute little Blonde from the party at my boss's house. I just did my job at the gas station, customers coming and going all day, all night. I wake up at 5, make the 100 foot walk to the islands, on the job by 6. I usually put in 12 hours,...
I was ready to take the shot. I knew I didn't want to. I had to. My heart rate was a little high, not normal. Not normal at all. Normal is dead calm, that's part of why I get the big bucks. I took a deep breath, trying to settle down, the shot was long even for me, a good 250 yards. I sighted again, waiting for the instant between heartbeats to squeeze....
I let out a grunt as my Doctor pulled his index finger out of my ass. Lord, I hate that exam, it didn't help one goddamn bit that I swear his finger was the size of a Cucumber. "Sorry." He said, noticing my reaction. "I felt nothing really out of the ordinary." I had noticed a few spots of blood in my stool a few days earlier That by itself is not really...
My name is Dan, I am married to my wife of 15 years, Sharon. Anyone who knows me knows very well that I am a voyeur. Lord, I like to catch that peek, the glimpse of the forbidden, the accidental exposure that creates an instant excitement. Why, I wonder? Nudity, nakedness is everywhere in today's world. My Sharon, knowing me so well, often nudges me to loo...
"What?" I asked her, not sure if I heard what she said correctly. "I have to be with someone tonight, are you the one?" I looked at her, a bit of surprise if not shock registering at her blunt request. Don't get me wrong, I am a normal male and I like women as much as the next guy. Being barely 30 and still single, I have had my share of one night stand...
Ever been poor? My wife at the time and I were in that classification as this story is told. I was about 25, Sharon was 24. Sharon is a small gal, slender, long dark hair, breasts a bit big for her tiny frame. I ran a Gas Station, 1973 came around. Gas lines, no product, bank at my door. The business went, the house went, Sharon and I were living in our car...
So many days I spent on the beach in front of my little cabin, my eyes searching the sea for her. I knew what I had seen, the beautiful naked creature on the beach was not of land. My simple gift had caused her eyes to light in pleasure, her smile was a sight for an old man like me to behold. Yes, just a foolish and lonely old man, but smitten nonetheless....
I was on my way over to Karen's little home studio, Bob Segar was wailing away on my stereo, I was feeling fine. Karen always made me feel fine, if you saw her you would know just what I mean. Maybe 30 at the most, she is a Licensed Massage Therapist. ALL massage therapists should look like her, long dark hair, a set of boobs to die for. Just a trace of a...
Glenn stepped into the darkened bar, pausing to let his eyes adjust to the low lighting. Two men stood up at the bar, talking and pulling on tall bottles of beer. The bored bartender was absentmindedly polishing and stacking glasses. Off to the side sat a couple, leaned in close, young. New and budding love surrounded them, they seemed oblivious to all aro...