She dropped the last of the chairs onto the stack at the side of the chapel. "Well, that's it till next time." "Thanks Lynn. I can't tell you how much I've appreciated your involvement and support in getting these shows off the ground." Alan reached out to give Lynn a hug as they finished the pub night clean up. She hesitated for a moment, holding eye cont...
Lisa loved her art classes. She had been exposed to all sorts of creative outlets, but knew that photography was her passion. Still, she had to go through all the classes in the curriculum, and this semester's class was "Drawing the Human Form." The class had been using female models, both clothed and nude, but the professor felt that a male model was in nec...
What I wanted to do is share with you a moment of sexual pleasure that I would have loved for you to witness. You with your arms above your head and at a 45 degree angle to the corners of the doorjamb, leather cuffs with steel rings, inserted into the corresponding rings on the jamb. Your naked, quivering ass, in full view of my perfect lover and me. Your an...
I guess it could be the fact that it's Valentines Day. I suppose it could be that he is a little drunk and feeling frisky. It could also be neither. I had just never thought of him in that way. Okay, that's not true. I have fantasized about him a lot. I guess I always thought he was just way out of my league. I mean I have seen the caliber of women he goes f...
Our deal was that we cooked and kept the house, and we were always available for sex. We got room and board and pin money. The men worked at real jobs. Liza and I divided the chores, there was plenty of extra time to pamper ourselves: experiment with our hair, do our nails, massage each other-- it was lovely. We could sleep as late as we wanted, have a leisu...
In towns of a certain size you may think you have your secrets, but more than likely you don't. Men talk to other men, sure, but women do it differently, with a different aim and different results. Eventually, in these towns of a certain size, you'll be the only one who doesn't know that everyone else knows your "secrets". My name is Ellen, and it's usually...
The party was dull. He had known it would be, and he still wasn't quite sure why he had bothered to rent out the tuxedo, let alone turn up in the first place. It seemed that most of the people he knew had had the same thoughts, but had acted on them, instead of blindly accepting an invite to this plethroic mound of dirge. What was worse, was that everyone el...
Jacques Devereaux's thoughts went back to the evening which had resulted in the g-string problem and chuckled to himself. It was quite funny in retrospect, but potentially pretty serious at the time. He had invited a young male Spanish client over for dinner one evening and there was just the three of them. He had placed Elise at the head of the table, himse...
It wasn't very long before Jessica finally rose and made her way out of the dark and frigid room, the guard out of sight and with no sounds indicating his return. She stood largely nude, bra still unclasped and her cum-glazed breasts still exposed, stepping into the hallway though still lost on where she should go. For one reason or another she had chosen no...
John had always had a problem with talking in his sleep. It wasn't something that bothered me, not the least because I was a heavy sleeper and because he generally shut up if I nudged him hard enough in the ribs, but tonight was different. We had recently moved across two states in pursuit of new jobs - John was in publishing, I was an accounts manager at a...