As soon as TJ was asleep, I snuck out of bed. I found a piece of paper and wrote down Nate's number. Luckily, it had been too dark in TJ's room for him to notice it written on my arm. I went to the bathroom and scrubbed it off my skin, and stashed the number into the pocket of my jeans before throwing them back on the floor and climbing into bed. The follow...
The sun warmed August. He welcomed the change after the days of dark clouds and frigid temperatures. He could see the change was welcome for Giselle, too. They both enjoyed exploring through walks and drives; the winter pall had helped short-circuit their outings. While August and Giselle were known to venture to the shore to watch storm surges, they preferr...
It was a few years ago now, when you could still stand up in the terraces at football matches and I was about 18 or 19. One day, we were packed into the terraces as usual, watching United in an FA Cup third round tie - United were a small club even then, not First Division, so this was a bit of excitement. I was there with a group of mates and as it was a bi...
I was sitting outside the cafeteria, leaning against a rock, drinking a soda when the Coach came outside to talk to me. I was a senior in high school, 18 and no longer a virgin, and feeling older and more mature than most of my classmates. It wasn't the loss of my virginity that made me feel older, I had just always felt that I clicked better with men than...
I'm a middle-aged businessman who sometimes has to visit London on business from my home in the north of England. I'm happily married with two teenage daughters and I normally behave myself when I'm away, but there was this one night at a hotel at Heathrow Airport... I was sitting in the bar sipping a scotch, and there was a hen night going on, all these sc...
Sven waited on the farmhouse doorstep, hearing the footsteps approaching in answer to his ringing of the bell. The smile as Sam opened the door brightened the cold, damp afternoon better than any sunshine might have done. Sven kissed her as he stepped quickly in, so she could shut the door before the dismal late winter day had time to penetrate the warmth w...
When she first came to our writers group Angela was maybe 20 a large girl who wore a shapeless sweater with jeans She was no beauty queen but certainly not unattractive. Most of her work was humorous and edgy. She had attitude in both her writing and her demeanour. What I had difficulty in understanding was why I increasingly found her sexually attractive...
I am 42 years old, married and in my sexual prime. I am deployed with Marines and love working with them. I love watching them show off and flex their muscles. My husband is not nearly as interested in sex as I am. I find myself fantasizing about the hunky Marines and even had an affair with one. Once I had one affair, it was pretty easy to fantasize about...
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I always look forward to our company's yearly holiday party and this year was no exception. My biggest problem was what outfit to wear. I went shopping a few days before and bought myself a beautiful red wrap top. Very low cut. It made my cleavage look amazing. I wore my nice stretchy jeans that make my ass look great and a new pair of black high wedged boot...