Back at home Sally had tidied the kitchen and was now upstairs heading for the shower. She allowed the towelling robe to fall to her feet and she stepped tentatively into the hot cascading water. She quickly shampooed her long blonde hair then stood under the soothing, steaming jet... 'Now, time to think... Well, well, well...just as I thought... My husba...
I was never quite sure what to make of Jackie. At times she could be so much fun, the life and soul of the party - and at others she could be such a bitch, a real pain in the ass. She was beautiful and she knew it - short blonde hair, always a nice tan and a slim petite body. Maybe my problems with her only came to the surface when my husband, Andy, was aro...
So the day before Monet came home, my friend Eugene came to the house and invited my parents and me for a small barbecue to welcome home his mom. I was really excited when I heard the news that Monet would be coming home so much so that I could not sleep that night. And when the big day came I was ready to burst with excitement. When we got to Monet’s hous...
Michelle stepped out of the bathroom wearing just a towel. Her hair was dripping wet as she walked over to her suitcase and started arranging her clothes for the evening. Black stockings, garter, 12A lacy 3/4 cup strapless bra & matching thong. She laid her black silk cocktail dress on the bed and stared at the arrangement for a brief while. To my surprise,...
Now after the initial problem with Trish and Debbie asking questions about the tapwasher job I did at Mrs Gloria Parker's house I thought I was in the clear. Trish kept teasing me about older women, giving good "customer service" and all that. So when Kim rang a second time to request a return visit by young Nick, Trish's radar locked onto this immediately....
It was two days later I saw the white bitch again. She was going into a big house not far from Beverley Hills. She was wearing tight blue jeans, a white t-shirt and carrying a little suede handbag that banged against her thigh as she walked. She looked fine. Her ass had this way of rolling like it was smiling at you saying ‘fuck me, nigger, fuck me!’ I wait...
I had a lot of replies from men who have a heavy panty fetish and thought I'd write a fantasy involving one of these guys- I have changed the name to protect him. I never realized that so many men share this fantasy in reality, but I thought that they liked reading about it and not participating in this fetish. His name is John who confessed that he was mar...
I suppose that it could be called sexual harassment if I had been the one that instigated the behavior. But since it was a woman, and not a man, it would be difficult to prove that there was some kind of intent behind the incidents. Besides, they say that sexually harassment is about power, not sex, and since we held similar level positions at work that argu...
I ran my fingertip around the edge of my expensive wine glass at the hotel bar, enjoying the pure high-pitched hum the balloon made as it vibrated. It blended with the Miles Davis floating down from the overhead speakers. From my vantage point along the wall, the room was shadowy, with small pools of light from bright but focused bulbs recessed into the ceil...
"Ow! watch it OK!" "Sorry. I'm just trying to help. Your knee is still pretty swollen." Charlie crossed her arms over her chest - didn't say a word. Until Mike twisted her knee the other way – "OW!" "Why did you wear these clothes today? It's hard to work you with this in the way." Mike tugged at a floppy pant leg. "Well sorry - if their such a problem t...