I woke up in a hot sweat. I was a mess. Still in Toronto. The dead of summer. I was hard. I'd been dreaming of the same thing I'd been dreaming of all summer: the woman I met on my run. It was a few months ago. We were outside the city, in the kind of unshaded park only Toronto seems to produce. I was running, alone. It was 7am. I had a few nights' 5 o cl...
"Oh, god, I'm glad you're home. I really need you," he heard his wife say from the guest bedroom as he was emptying his lunch purse of reusable food containers, putting them in the sink to wash. He heard the telltale sound of clicking high heels as she came down the hall and stopped in the doorway, striking a pose against the jamb one would see in an upscale...
"Hi, professor!" you say as you bounce into my office. "Hi, there." I grin. Seeing you always brings a smile to my face. But then I see that you look a little pensive. "What's wrong?" "Nothings wrong, really. But I have a bit of a problem I was hoping you could help me with." It's hard for me to imagine anything I wouldn't do for you at this point. "Ok, w...
You are walking back from dropping your kids off at school its early Friday morning; you can feel the butt plug deep inside you. Your pussy is so wet that's its soaking your sexy black thong as you walk. You are keen to walk quickly as you are aware that you do not have much time before you will have to back home again in order to get ready for work. You h...
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Rachel stretched lazily on the lounge chair and shifted so the sun could kiss other areas of her body previously shadowed. It was a perfect day in May and after a whole week of work, she felt she needed a day just to unwind and enjoy herself. She finished reading a trashy romance novel, her dark sunglasses giving relief from the bright glare of the sun. She...
Out of Peoria: A Story of Innocence lost. Copyright Ron Ryder 2003 Chapter 8: Life as a "Courtesan" takes an upbeat. Several days after my first encounter with 'green tie' I met Cecil again; on a Friday afternoon as I recall. As before, the 'invitation' came via "The Ogre" --- would I be available etc etc. When I got up there, however, there was no sign...
This is the first story that I've written in our home. For those of you that know me, were finally back in our house! Some how, I lost track of this story and forgot to post it. Well it's been a very long year (or two). My heart goes to those that have been affected by the hurricanes. Hubby was watching golf while I wrote this! Feel free to send me an email...
At the end of the school day Jack was getting ready to leave when he walked by Matt and Emily. "Hey" she said "we should get started on the project tonight. Since Matt's not doing anything now you two can go get started on it. I have to go run some errands first before coming over but it shouldn't be a problem. Matt can give you a ride home too, can't you...
Yesterday, she was left behind in the lunch-room, with a wet pussy aching to be used. Today, she had one thing on her mind. She was going to see him again, and she wanted to used, completely. He came into his work as usual, and walked straight into the elevator, and exited on the 3rd floor. Walking down the corridor to his work station he noticed a sign o...