The rest of the afternoon went quickly for Mary. She still got several visitors as she had in the morning: same lame excuses. She wondered if everyone in the office knew. It still excited her: all these guys coming in making their excuses just to get a look down her cleavage. At one stage she thought about opening her jacket and giving them a good look just...
In Which Mouse appreciates Innocence and her thespian ambitions in equal measure; her performances help Kedi otherwise wedded to Chastity; but she affirms greater affection for the virtues of Innocence than those of Chastity. Mouse was passionately in love with Innocence, with a passion that burst through her tee-shirt and swelled her breasts. She could har...
She wanted to bare all before an audience at last she had her chance. A short tale of eroticism and nudity as unhappily married Germaine lives out her fantasy and Germaine bare's all for her art. Germaine had read the script. It was a little risqué, especially the part of Joan herself, but she really wanted the part. It was a part she had always fantasized...
Behind her cat's eyes glasses her green eyes were blazing. A note of half suppressed hysteria flavoured her voice as she issued orders. She sounded ardent, metallic, possessed. She was in fact a mad genius, driven by her own quasi-religious vision. Miss Cuff was in charge- very, very much in charge- and her project, this school production in which boys wore...
This story is the second in a series. For this story to make sense, you first need to read chapter 1 of Her Second Job. I hope reading this story will make having read Chapter 1 worthwhile. While this story is inspired by real events which happened many years ago, it is a work of fiction. Any similarities between any character in this story and any real per...
Ever since she was a little girl, Sherry liked being the center of attention. When she was young, it was by dancing or singing or reciting poetry, most of which she just parroted, without knowing what it was about. After puberty, when her body started to fill out, and it filled out very well indeed, she showed off by wearing skimpy outfits, hot pants with no...
My wife never did mind me going to strip clubs whenever I felt like it. She actually would tell me to go. One day I asked her why? She said, "that when I come back home, I really put a good pounding to her." I told her that the reason why is because I always imagine her dancing on the stage and doing private dances with guys in the back rooms of the stri...
This is a true story about my wife of 40 years and her exhibitionism early in our marriage. At the time of this story, she had long brown hair that hung to cover her 38DD tits. This was back in the day when pussies were hairy. Her name is Lynn. Early in our marriage, in the late 70's when wet T-shirt contests first became popular, a local bar was sponsorin...
Donna always dreamed of being Juliet, and this was her chance to finally act the part, the school was having a play, and as far as she knew, the majority of students had no interest in their production. Her friend, Tiffany, was the drama club's president and the girl in charge of directorial matters for Romeo & Juliet, she was also known for being rather av...
This story is part of the Valentine's Day 2019 contest. Be sweet and vote. I met Olivia Marchand in a coffee shop. "Excuse me," I said reaching over her at the cream and sugar bar to grab a stirrer. My arm brushed hers as she sprinkled cinnamon onto her cappuccino. She looked up at me with these unreal royal blue eyes beneath black haired bangs of a bob h...