She didn't wear the bustier the next day, or the day after. We talked a lot about what we were feeling, what we wanted. Finally, she put on the bustier the next week. That day I was useless at work, I could only think about what they were doing. It got so bad I beat off twice in the bathroom. She wore a big smile when she got home. We kissed and went strai...
The air was cold, but it felt invigorating after spending twelve thankless hours in a stuffy office cubicle, a rainy mist hitting my face as I exited the revolving doors to the main street. The city was lit up, as it had been dark for several hours. I had been asked to stay late to organize several accounts that a former co-worker intentionally sabotaged jus...
© Copyright 2007 Chapter 4—Our Little Pleasures The next day Gloria rose early as Juana expected. It was Friday, workout day. Her private trainer would be there in an hour. Gloria liked to have breakfast and stretch first. "Una toronga para la Señora," Juana chanted as she set the sectioned half-grapefruit in front of her mistress. "Dee toast weel be read...
I cannot remember all the details, but my memory of those times is quite precise because I lived every moment again and again in my mind, many thousand times in these last twenty-five years. We moved to Paris for the second time in 1974. The previous move, in 70, had had the same cast of characters: Annette, her brother Matt, his wife Effie, and the baby. T...
Author's Note: For new readers, this is a continuation of the life of a previously introduced character. While it is not necessary to do so, to better understand the story and the integral themes, I would recommend reading both "Long Road" and "Highsider" in that order to get the fully fleshed out aspects of this story. Again, I have tried my best to keep th...
What Friends are for. "There you go; one pint of Best in a handle as always. Cheers." "Thanks Xander. Cheers mate." As Xander regained his seat in the window, he took a long draught and placed his glass on the round table in front of him. Looking across at his friend of many years, he asked, "Jacob, my dear friend, I sense you are not yourself this evenin...
II. Spark Note: To make up for last chapter's lack of sex, there's a lot of it this chapter. Enjoy, and I look forward to any feedback! * Rachel quickly made her way across campus, not paying much attention to the world around her. Her lack of awareness, as it would turn out, would cost her. She passed by the large gymnasium building, briefly wondering...
The story of our family's adventures as erotic nudists continue after the weekend boat trip to the Florida Keys with the newly converted nudist girls Megan and Christine. A few weeks into the summer season, we decided to have a blow-out party at the end of summer, just before the girls were headed off to the university. And of course, the theme would be nake...
On this particular Thursday, I walked into my driveway and glanced toward the mailboxes on the boulevard. Mine and the neighbor lady's happened to be next to each other. I unlocked the house door, then returned out and made way to the mailbox. I noticed the neighbor pulling in. She killed the car and stepped out, heading directly to the box. "Hey, neighbor...
Dedicated to my one and only - I understand and accept the consequences of my actions, both good and bad. All during her day she thought about him. She pondered their relationship and all the turns it had taken and the way it had grown stronger. Her shoulders were a bit stiff from having spent a few hours in restraints. She tried hard to push away thoughts...