Prologue: The following is obviously a continuation of Sisterly Love Pt. 6, of which I recommend reading prior to as an introduction, or at least the last few paragraphs at a minimum. And as I mentioned in the prologue to Sisterly Love, this will be a long series by the time I finish documenting everything. So please bear with it. Thank you. As always, com...
It was Saturday morning and I was fondly recalling the events of my date last night. Was also pondering what was in store for me today. Horse races? I had never been to the horse races. What does a girl wear to the races and what does dress sexy mean? And what was he going to do with that picture he took with his phone? I decided I needed to talk to Keit...
Based on things we really did, but this part is mainly fiction. You can have more fun in the mind if there are no real consequences. Later that day . . . Margot came back a little woozy from her massage and just lay down on the chaise. Pat got her a drink and pulled his chair up next to hers. I pulled up next to Sean. We all talked and sipped our dr...
I awoke the next morning and jumped in the shower. I heard a knock on my door, so I got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my body and walked to the door. I saw an envelope on the floor that someone slid from the outside and it was addressed to me. I picked it up and asked who it was. Its Mr. Bernstein, the landlord, I am here to fix the things tha...
I am Ray and I am married to the sweetest wife known to man. Jen has stunning looks, a great body, and her 36c's are to die for. I am the only guy who has ever seen Jen nude except a few doctors who never really saw all of her naked at once. Well, as I said in my previous introduction to Jen and I, she had lead a very conservative life as a pastor's daughter...
The saga began on a beautiful, hot, July, Friday evening in New England. My wife and I are fortunate enough to have a nice cottage on the shores of a large, pristine lake. The lake is quite deep, very cold and clear enough that you can see into depths of 30 or more feet. Though there are hundreds of homes and cottage along its shores, our camp is located...
The four friends had enjoyed their time in Cambodia. They had known each other for many years, and taken a number of holidays together. All in their 50s, they had managed to empty their nests and had started to enjoy some travel, both as individual couples and as a group together. They lived in Australian cities about 600 miles apart, so chances to get toget...
When I was twenty-years-old I moved from a small town to a big city to go to university. I was living in a dorm and had never had a girlfriend, and had only ever kissed a girl once. One night, I went out drinking with friends and dorm-mates, and I was "picked up" by a twenty-nine-year-old named Christa. At 5'10", she was a couple inches taller than me, and s...
I'm a big country music fan! Most of the male singers are so hot and they know how to wear a tight pair of jeans! Plus, they're southern boys and I just love that. They call woman ma'am and still open doors. I just love it! Anyways, when I was 21 Kenny Chesney came to my hometown for a concert. I know that doesn't sounds like a huge deal, but our town is may...
Cool sat next to the mixer board as Billy walked toward his room. "What should I wear?" Billy asked. "What are you in the mood for?" Cool asked him back. Billy was quiet for a few seconds, thinking how he would answer. "I think Grandma wants to spank me," he answered softly. Raising an eyebrow, Cool said, "Wear leather or latex. That'll set the mood for...