The sun peers through the only opening in the shutters. She is strong today, putting enough light into the cabin, lighting up the sheets. I open my eyes but even the tiny ray of sunlight is strong. I squint. I feel you next to me and smile. I put the pillow up to block the sun and snuggle against you. I feel him curling up against me. Last night was wonder...
I'd been working as an analyst at the investment firm for almost 3 years when the opportunity came. My manager recommended me for an opening in the Private Client Division. I met with the PCL manager, Libby, and two weeks later I started my new position as a PCLA (Private Client Liaison - Associate). I spent the first three months in the training program, l...
Jay heard his name yelled out over a hotel crowed people. He notices beautiful older women walking toward him and realizes it was Olivia. He had not seen her for years. Jay smiled at her, saying, "Olivia, I haven't seen you in a long time." "It has been a long time too. What are you doing here in the hotel?" Olivia said. "I am staying here for a business d...
At the time of this story, I was about 30 years old and at the peak of my virility; I had recently broken-up from a long-term relationship and feeling a little bruised by the experience, though I never felt lonely, as I've always had good mates around me, both male and female. My mum used to take short holidays out-of-season at a quiet beach resort in Spain...
Hi. To all of you who follow me or comment or like my writing, a big thanks. It's just nice to see that I have found some kindred spirits here... people who don't mind a little alien fun. So... back to Sloan and Octnavin. This chapter is short, sorry about that. But there is more to, um, ah, come. Cheers. ~M. From C.M. Moore. *** *Chapter 10* Not dead y...
As Christy walked down the dock I couldn't help but admire her small, tight little body. At age 40 and the mother of two, she still had a figure that would turn heads and get me hard instantly. At five-two and around a hundred pounds she still had the body of a college cheerleader. And as we headed out onto the boat on Nude Day, she had every intention of ta...
I closed the door to the dressing room and paused to take a breath. I asked myself if I really wanted to do this. I felt the excitement build up in me as I thought of the repercussions. I knew I wouldn't back down. It was National Nude Day after all. I took off my t-shirt and jeans, then slid off my boxers. I stared at my naked self in the dressing room mir...
It was a great anniversary present, a day at an upscale spa: manicure, pedicure, stylist and massage. What could possibly happen? It was my choice of the timing for each, so I selected the manicure and pedicure first, then the massage and last the hair and makeup. Taking care of the hands and feet were easy, and then I was escorted to the massage area where...
* * * * * Copyright oggbashan January 2013 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This essay includes works of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. * * * * * 1. Basics. It seems so simple....
This adventure happened about twenty- five years ago. My wife Jane and I were starting to really enjoy taking photos of her wearing little or nothing outdoors in public and semi-public places. Jane was and still is a very beautiful natural redhead, about five feet four with fine thirty-six C tits, a great ass and fine long legs. At the time her natural red h...