I stood in front of a huge full-length mirror looking at my naked body. I had good mirrors at home but nothing so large and well lit as this setup at the Hampton Inn in Orlando. Damn, I thought, I've still got it! Thirty years old and two kids and I've still got it! Nice 35C tits with nipples pointing up, narrow waist, good ass and great legs. I quickly sli...
My wife and I both work at the same company. She works in the office and I work in the factory as a supervisor. Each year the management throws a party for the staff but as usual the party for the factory workers is held separately from the office staff. The reason for this is that the factory worker's party is usually a much more raunchy party and is held i...
Chilly Willey has made some corrections to this story Chilly Willey talked me into re posting some of my stuff, so here goes one of my better ones. If you don't like it, don't trouble yourself or me with your comments. It was the best I could do some years ago, and I'm too old to do any better now. I lost most of my stories from my computer, and I would lik...
Author's Notes: M and M Coltsfoot is a work of fiction. The characters and plot represent no known people or actions. The geographical locations in Texas and elsewhere are quite real, however, and described as best as the author can make such description. The same is true of the several universities mentioned in the story. This will be a rather lengthy and m...
The swinger's party in the upscale private home in St. Hubert, a suburb of Montreal, was genial, quiet, with all the guests still fully dressed. Raul Leblanc, speaking with three other men at the bar, frowned. The woman with the hottest body there, a "Dottie," according to her nametag, had politely told him "No," when he had asked if they could retire to one...
Not a lot of sex but I hope you enjoy the story. A big thank you to LadyCibelle and Techsan for editing my story. * I'm not sure where to begin. I'm a CSI agent and thought I'd tell you about one of my cases. For those who don't know; CSI stands for Crime Scene Investigations. Our agents are usually the second people on the scene. We're right after the pol...
We left right after work Friday for a romantic weekend getaway to a mountain cabin, but by the time we reached the Cascades, night had fallen and the snow flurries turned into a full snowstorm. The pass was closed. Unable to reach the cabin, there was no other option but to turn back down the mountain, and find the first place to stop before we got stuck....
Catherine was a guest lecturer at a small, southern, community college. She had been in town for just under three weeks. Her lecture that day had lasted a little longer than usual. Then, the students had many more questions than they normally did. Now, it, was getting late. She hoped she hadn't missed her ride. To add insult to injury, Catherine's friend,...
Thanks to Brian with all his help on my story. I am not a writer! My stories are part fiction, part fact. If you do not like my stories please do not read them. They are meant to entertain not to be analyzed or morally judged. Enjoy! * As you may recall my name is Betty Jean, a small town girl who had graduated from high school and moved to a large city in...
Kate and I usually travel two-up on one bike. We rarely tour with others because it's tough to find another couple, let alone a group, who are in sync with what we want to do any given day. A long trip becomes a series of annoying compromises with a group. We also miss a lot of opportunities to meet locals along the way. We don't have to compromise when it i...