He knew he was beginning to make progress when he started to notice the nurses. Most of them were pleasant enough, but one in particular caught his eye. When she took his blood pressure, and his arm inevitably found itself in the vicinity of her breasts, at the same time he was trying to take a peek down her scrubs (not really low-cut enough). At least once...
They had breakfast. Dee made the scrambled eggs on toast and Andy made the coffee. They sat across the little kitchen table and smiled at each other as their feet stroked and intertwined with each other. She was dressed only in her firm classical underwear, nylon stockings and shiny satin knickers; and he just in his shorts and shirt. Andy kept his look on h...
The fitness-center shower area had three separate tiled shower stalls, with another plank-type bench stretching across their front. I stood between the bench and the middle shower, waiting for him. For Ray. For Daddy. I looked down at myself, and my little cock was hard. I was waiting for Daddy, and he was going to wash me, and show me something. Until t...
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Rita's bedroom. It was a nice warm and sunny Sunday, with a nice breeze when the phone rang late in the morning. "Hey Bill. Doing anything this afternoon?" "Nope. What's up?" "Not much. You want to come over? I've got something I want to show you." "Give me an hour. Got to finish up some things here and then take a shower." .........................
"No." Adrenalin shot through my veins. My eyes widened; my hands shook. I felt cold. "No, no, no, no!" I tapped feverishly on the keyboard as I stared at my dark computer screen in panicked disbelief. A second, commandingly loud clap of thunder bested me. The power was out. "FUCK!" I screamed at the computer, at myself, at nature, at no one in particular....
I should mention that with all her stroking and handling me, she did not use lube of any kind. Instead she applied liberal quantities of talc (actually cornstarch) to everything involved. She had a large container on the table, and would dip her hand in it before and during any procedure. "It's less messy." she told me. I liked the feel. Made a note to self:...
"Good morning, Mistress Rosella," was the next sound that Anteros heard. It was the voice of Rosella's aide, Iole. Anteros looked at her through sleepy eyes. It was still dark but Iole carried a candle. "Good morning, Iole," Rosella answered. There was not a hint of fatigue or weakness in Rosella's voice. Her voice was strong and clear. Anteros wondere...
This follows from the earlier stories in the series, but is intended to be read as a stand-alone work. Thanks for reading; comments are always welcomed. The two of us strolled hand in hand in the afternoon sun. The sound of the surf on the other side of the spit of land barely covered the calls of the birds near the villa. We kept an eye on the ocean in...
Chapter 2 – Cast off I don't know if she was ashamed of having been so unabashedly seductive, or if she'd found a way to get Paul to help more, or even if she'd figured a way to get by on her own. Regardless, I didn't see Sandra for several weeks after our dalliance. One day, as I was returning home from work, I saw her working in her front garden. From th...