“Only in the fairy tale, does a girls dream come true” By: precious Chapter 19 They each hang the phone up. The girls had been shopping all day for all sorts of things. Trish bought new furniture that will be delivered tomorrow. She got a new bedroom suit, living room and dining. She bought a few lounge around clothes and some socks, slippers, new mak...
A few days had passed since Simon's return, and they had been wonderful days. They couldn't get enough of each other, their lovemaking was intense and often. Stolen moments were taken for a kiss; they touched whenever they were near each other – sometimes a simple stroke of hand on hand, other times more intimate – a brush of a breast, a squeeze of a buttock...
I glance up from wiping the surface of the long pine kitchen table to see you stacking the last of the dirty plates on the draining board. The lights are low in the kitchen area as you dry your hands and move away from the sink. The section of the long room where I’m standing is warmed by the light from the many candles lining the sideboard against the wall,...
He stood at the gate, his thick muscles flexing beneath the fabric from the wind chill blowing through the thin material and into his bones. He shivered and shoved his hands deep into his pockets, as far as they would reach in the small pouches. His big knuckles not leaving much room in the tiny space. He pushed his head down and walked on as the gate opened...
So, I hear you're into older men sweetie? I find older men to be more mature. They can give a woman what she needs rather than being selfish with his needs. Interesting. Oldest man you've had sex with? 32. I was just 18 at the time. Mmm that's cute. Tell me the story behind it? * I was a late bloomer in everything. None of the boys thought I was cute i...
An Anita story: ONE PERSON'S FANTASY IS ANOTHER'S FUN July, 2008 The first meeting between Anita and Ron was an intense event. There was an immediate positive chemistry between them. It wasn't surprising then that the two of them developed that chemistry into a relationship that was intensely passionate and physical. It grew into one of humour, respect an...
Chapter Three--The Journey Begins Embarrassingly Once the contract was printed out, I began getting ready for my day. I went to the closet in my office and got down my box of goodies. I didn't have much in it: two bra/panty sets, one dark blue and a full wire C-cup support bra that I'd never had the guts to wear outside my home and one bright red relatively...
"Hey baby boy," I exclaimed as I ran into you at the pub. "What are you doing tonight?" "You maybe," you answered in your matter-of-fact way, your look letting me know you approve of the pet name I came up with. It fits with the idea of your calling me 'mom'. "Well finish off that drink and let's go then," I replied. Just seeing you in the bar made me wet....
I sat in my excavator, my face a mask of concentration. With haste I dug the loose rock to uncover the precious minerals beneath. 'Such an engaging look' a voice breathed into my ear. I looked up into a mirror and saw it filled with her. My neck broke out in goose pimples from her cool breath and a reminder of who held me in my seat. Her arms and legs had...
I had known Harriet for a few months, every since I took early retirement and moved to this beautiful, remote, rural spot in North Florida. She had a trailer too, but it was much larger and nicer than mine and situated on a piece of property that must have been at least double my five acres. She had been a casual acquaintance, as neighbors often are, until s...