At your request, I am laying there on the bed, blindfolded. Just a few minutes before, I was in the bathroom "freshening up", carefully washing between my legs anticipating the purpose of the request. After drying off, I donned the sexy negligée you had asked me to choose. Although the black lacy garment with red trim covers from my breasts to just below my...
Each day as I sit at my desk, shuffling all the papers to make it seem like I actually have an important role in keeping the company going, I steal glimpses at you, my private secretary. You are always dressed so sexily. Classy and sexy. From my vantage point , I can watch you at work, always so professional. What I really love is the way you show off your l...
It was warm on the terrace of the small village home. The sun was setting but the sky was a firey color. Master stood next to me, the tips of Sir's fingers were touching the small of my back. Master's hand moved up my back and ran through my hair and his hand gripped my hair tightly and I, his Kutiya (hindi for bitch) let out a soft moan from the unexpected...
The night started out like any other, as I got home from work tired from the busy day. Joe was taking a shower when I walked into the bedroom. I heard the shower turn off and after a few minutes; Joe opened the bathroom door wrapped in a towel. As he came toward me he loosened the towel, dropping it from his body onto the floor. I was excited when I saw his...
My recent trip to New York with my mother was incredible. The city as a spectacle is frantic, the shopping on 5th Avenue was fantastic and the food at every restaurant was brilliant. I even managed to get in a couple of discrete fucks while I was there. It was most unexpected, but incredibly sexy to say the least. A nice set of genuine intercontinent...
This story is based on people, places and events, mostly from my life. Most of the things in this story, or something very similar, have happened -- or been done -- to me. It's not necessary, but I strongly suggest that you read the previous chapters before you read this one. I love feedback, comments, and criticism, good and bad; it helps me to improve my...
I ring the doorbell before rocking on the heels of my shoes. He picked a good place to live. My gaze moves around as I graze over the cute little neighborhood. My phone buzzes in my back pocket causing my brows to furrow. Using my thumbprint, it unlocks to a text message. Doors unlocked. I sigh, putting my phone away. He's something else. After adjus...
*****For HHDresden as a response to his words***** ***** I know he is going to be home soon and I must be ready, I never know what sensual sexual desire he will act on. I draw myself a nice warm bath and drop a few hints of grapefruit oil into the tub, part of my secret as to how I always smell of slight citrus tones. Dropping my white, silken robe to th...
You are laying on your stomach, on the king-sized bed in my hotel room. We are BS'ing and having a couple of brews while the radio plays in the background. I am laying on my side next to you, my head resting on my hand. My hand is beginning to hurt from the way I am leaning. I lay with my head on my arm instead. I look at you and wonder what it would be like...
The night is hot and sticky. Even the slight breeze that disturbs the curtains does nothing to cool the air. I am laying across this king-size bed in my nightgown, restless in this heat. It is peach coloured satin, floor length, backless and clings to my damp skin. I am flipping channels on the TV when you walk in. I am surprised but pleased you could join m...