"Bye Papa, bye Mummy, please be careful and have fun..." Sandya closed the door of the car, and it silently rolled out of her double story house. The guard immediacy closed the door and discreetly vanished in to his guard's room by the side of the imposing main gate. At last her aged and domineering in laws were going away for two weeks. She felt liberated...
If Ronnie gets a new customer and ends up getting a blow-job or more from her, I don't find out about it until he gets home. He always tells me, which is the most important part, but I don't ask him to call me and ask permission or anything like that. I'm not quite as comfortable as he is at jumping into sexual situations on my own. Maybe it's because he's i...
You know you've got a good woman in your life when she sticks up for you even when you tell her not to. For real. My name is Steve Salomon and I'm a big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I'm in my final year in the business management program at Carleton University, and life just couldn't be better. It's large...
Copyright of Nanna Marker 2010. * "It's not time for a new report yet," said the worn man. "And we haven't raised flag for a courier." "I've just come to say hi," said Keme, with a friendly smile plastered onto his face. "I've brought a flower." "What do you want from her?" asked the worn man, obviously not fooled. "I want to see how she is doing," said...
'Good morning, Alice! Oh! I did not know you had company! I will speak to you later, Love.' 'Don't go, Terry! This is Molly, my daughter! I was telling her all about you. What a lovely man you are! Say hello to Terry, Molly.' 'I must say you have brought back a grin to my Mum's face, Terry. I am very pleased to meet you. I'm a lonely widow-woman too. I was...
We found our way back to our seats with her playing with me ass the whole length of the train. I was growing quite fond of her as noticed the way the pink silk blouse highlighted her subtle breasts. The hint of the floral bouquet of her perfume wafted towards me as to capture my olfactory senses and send them on overdrive. The gentle swaying of the cabin in...
For some reason my wife seems to attract the attention of retired "old guys." I'm not sure why that is, but I'm guessing that a 40 plus year old woman still looks like a sweet young thing to a guy that's in his 60's or 70's. At the same time a younger guy might think that she was well past her prime. Just this past weekend she, and her sister were hit on b...
I will tell you a very well known secret. I. Hate. Golf. There is nothing I enjoy about it. It's a stupid game and I am terrible at it. Yet, every year, as thanks for my work on the church auction, I receive a pair of passes to one of the local golf courses for me and a guest. My husband refuses to go with me because he hates the way I complain as he is an...
The old man slumped in the saddle as his big roan trotted across the plains. He had taken two bullets in a Laramie gun fight. The punk who put the bullets in him was dead and the old man was dying. He knew if he didn't get help soon, he'd be buzzard bait. Jenny Wolfe spotted the lone rider when he was still two miles away. She went into her soddy and got he...
We both knew I was Angelo's trophy wife. When I married an Italian who was seventeen years older than me it was understood it was a marriage of convenience rather than based on undying love. Sure, we liked each other and had fun doing things together. We enjoyed doing many of the same things and shared mutual friends but it was obvious that a twenty-nine ye...