"Dance for me." "What!?" "Dance for me." We were fooling around on the couch in my living room after work one Friday. I had just touched her breast through her blouse when I got the idea. "I don't even dance with you, I'm not going to dance for you. I don't dance." "Come on, it'll be fun." "For you maybe. Look, wasn't it enough last week?" I'd convinc...
The following is based very loosely on the Nancy Drew books. Here, we're sharing with you the other side of Nancy Drew - in one of the cases that was never published. I hope you enjoy. Authors/writers: Feel free to contribute to the story - the more the merrier Now, your story begins... Nancy Drew - teen sleuth. Everybody knows her. She's been the talk of t...
Lying in bed with one arm around you, I turn you towards me while lowering my free hand to rest between your bare legs. As I kiss your smiling face, your legs spread almost involuntarily. Closing your eyes, you allow a moan escape from deep within your throat. I kiss your lips, and then part them so our tongues can meet for just one delicious moment. I bite...
Here goes...a letter to my lover, re-living a night of passion, or was it just a dream? Baby, Can't stop thinking about you, every time I see a girl in a sexy dress, or a woman who's ass just jiggles as she walks down the street. Can't stop thinking of you, each time I see the setting sun lighting up the sky, or the morning dew glistening on the grass. Can...
To understand this story one would have to read the first story. This is the second part to the story. * I could see his throat convulse. I slide the door open. "What are you doing here?" He covers his crotch with his hands. "I forgot my wallet." I cross my arms over my chest and lean against the wall. "Then come in and get it." He swallows and comes...
Sharing the Burden Part One Word Count: 6802 In all her years as an ethics professor, Macy had never seen a girl as stir crazy as Naomi. More professionally described, Naomi had obsessive-compulsive tendencies, but from Layman's perspective, she was a spiraling stress-nado without an off switch. Worst yet, this problem wasn't isolated by time. She was i...
“Gee Mrs. Watson your beautiful.” Gloria Watson swung around to find young Tommy Jackson smiling at her. “Why thank you Tommy, what brought that on.” Tommy grinned, “I’ve been walking behind you here in the supermarket for the last five minutes. I couldn`t help saying what I was thinking. You have a beautiful body. Your legs are long and curvy. I like the...
Alexis had long ago resigned herself to the fact that she housed two minds in one brain. One was an analytical machine that could spit out data and make tough, quick accurate decisions. It was this section of her brain that made her such a powerhouse at Clark, Kennison and Larimore. She had risen up through the ranks from a simple staff accountant to the top...
I was late in 2001. I was in my early 30's, and had been living in Chicago. I worked for a major retailer, in our local regional office. I had literally worked my way up from the stores over the previous 10 years, and was proud of having clawed my way up to junior management. Oh boy. I had just received a promotion with the company. It was a healthy 50% bum...
This is another true story that happened a couple years back. Let's say around 2010. There's no intercourse involved here, nor cheating of any kind. Just a sexy and kinky situation. ***** My husband went to work in the morning as he usually does, and like I sometimes do, I gave him his morning blowjob. I feel that by doing that, he won't look at women at w...