Oct. 23, Dear Gwenevere: Thanks for implanting the image of you dressed in a French maid outfit firmly in my mind. You know, there will be no rest for me until I see you in this, and you are a cruel, cruel woman for doing this to me. So, this is your punishment: I want you to write to me every day for the next eight days and describe for me, in excruciati...
Engines roared to life and the world began sliding slowly backward. Claire gripped the armrests and stared mutely out the window. She loved to watch the ground drop away as the plane took off, even though it also made her nervous. Sebastien was a calming presence at her side, flicking through some magazine or other. As the plane straightened, he pushed the a...
The hunter's moon shone brightly as Veronica walked home alone from the dance. It was cooler than she had anticipated and so wore nothing warmer than a silk blouse and short skirt on. She rubbed her arms frequently trying to fight off the chill. Her 'glorious' boyfriend had decided to dump her tonight of all nights. She had stormed out without a ride and wit...
Northern Africa, circa 1949 'Olivia! Wake up. And put something on. You shouldn't sleep that way with Olu in the house.' My sister Anna complained, raising the shade roughly as she tried to wake me. 'Why can't you ever knock?' I rubbed my eyes, blinded by the morning sunlight. 'Where's Henriette?' 'Probably with Dad. He's still in bed, as well. Come on, g...
A little tale of a sexy older Frenchwoman gently dominating a young male passenger with her incredibly educated and muscular legs! I usually get bored on long flights, and I fly long-distance a lot in my business in the web design world. I'm lucky that way, and young enough at 25 to have the energy for it. This flight, this was different. I sat across from...
I was a very shy young man. I was in the Air Force and had been sent to Germany for a 3 year tour. I was scared of girls, scared of looking a fool when I talked to them so I took the easy way out and didn't. Germany was a great time, tax free booze, very social, legalised brothels/strip clubs etc. Our squadron used to visit West Berlin reasonably regularly,...
Oct. 27, Monsieur, I tink you ez right. Could you 'elp me take my skirt off? I want you to see the sexy black garter I ez wearing. Au revoir C Oct. 28, Mon Belle Fleur: Act II, Scene II Cara: Monsieur, I tink you ez right. Could you 'elp me take my skirt off? I want you to see the sexy black garter I ez wearing. My gorgeous French Maid stands bef...
Friends: Deleted Scenes - Remembering the New Year's After-party Earlier in the day, Rachel had broken up once and for all with her ex-fiance, Barry. Now at the end of the day, she and Monica sat on the couch. "You Okay?" Monica asked. "Yeah." Rachel replied, thoughtfully. "Really?" her roommate pursued, placing her hand on Rachel's arm. Rachel took a sip...
Northern Africa, circa 1949 The house seemed to be virtually empty, with Anna off in France again, Mark back at work, and Henriette visiting friends in Marrakech. Dad had thrown himself into his work with fervor, so it seemed that I had no one to talk to. I had and endless amount of time for practice, and I devoted the time that I spent away from the piano...
Hot water cascaded down my body washing away the soap from my chest, neck and shoulders. I stood under the showerhead letting the steamy water spray into my face before turning and rinsing off my back. My erection did not subside the whole time that I showered, and I replayed the events of the previous hour in my mind. I admit that I kept myself hard with th...