I had skipped ahead, and I do mean skipped, so that I could sit down on a set of raised steps and watch Kelly as she walked down the street. She was walking funny. She kept her thighs closed, taking little steps, looking very prim and proper in her dress and sandals. She was walking this way because she was holding a napkin between her butt cheeks in order...
I sure noticed her when she walked in the diner. Tall, somewhere around 5'8 or 5'9 -- a bit hard to judge, since she was standing but I was seated at the counter, eating my Country Boy Burger -- and somewhere around forty years old. She'd apparently called in a carry-out order, so she was standing just inside the door, near the cash register, while I was sea...
We ended up back in bed, and I had my waffles brought to me, along with fresh tea. Daniel sat naked in one of the chairs that overlooked the patio--our penthouse patio really was beautiful. We loved and regularly used our 10-foot rooftop swimming pool. Dan is sitting on the chair without any boxers, I hate when he sits naked on the furniture. Telling him to...
I pulled into the Grand's staff car park in the morning and parked up. After my night with Layla Lloyd, I was thoroughly exhausted. She may have been in her early fifties, but that woman still had a rampant sexual appetite. And it hadn't been just her I had to satisfy, either. I lay with my head resting against the steering while and cast my mind back to l...
Edith Bent (neé Drapes) lightly kissed her husband Malvolio at the front doors of the Royal Bank, waved good-bye to him as he entered and then strode purposefully down the street. She continued to the very severe front of the newly designated House of the Guild of Auditors, Bookkeepers and Forensic Accountants. Edith noted with satisfaction that people walki...
Hey y'all. Again, thank you so much for all of the feedback on pt. 2. Even with all of your great guidance, I'm still unsure about how this section will be received. The Horsemaster and Shani's relationship shifts, as does the story's perspective. Writing from the Horsemaster's point of view was enlightening. He showed me another side of himself I hadn't exp...
This is story fictitious, and all characters are over 18, part one tells of how Michelle and Eric met. ***** Michelle and I had decided to go out for lunch, after a very busy morning in the office putting my records in order. I had also promised to take her shopping. She had dressed in a mini dress with the skirt 4 inches above the knee, no panties and a b...
I was late for class this morning and I needed to get out of my apartment building fast. The elevator doors opened up and I immediately thought to myself, of course it's full, fuck me. Living on the eleventh floor meant I wasn't taking the stairs. So make a spot and squeeze in. My mind was starting to get exasperated, please nobody pass gas. The only good t...
If it's true that confidence is sexy, then I was the sexiest redhead to grace the planet. At least that's how I felt as I found a new perspective toward life. My affairs had woken up something that laid dormant inside me. I had acquired a swagger and I was more self-assured. I developed a "no one could stop me, take no prisoners" attitude. My inhibitions su...
Rain fell in endless sheets upon the pavement as a hooded figure walked staunchly forward. The figure's face was pointed downward, and it was clear by the way they were walking that they were less than pleased to be out in the elements. The sun had set hours before, and the streetlights reflected eerily against the slick road. The sidewalks were almost ent...