I don't even realize I've gotten back to my desk. Automatically I grab my coat. It takes me a minute to remember that I'm going home. I look once more around the office. No one is there. The lamp that had been on earlier is now turned off. Standing by my desk I think for a moment, then head over to the other side of the office. I have to think about it, but...
Taking a few days off work I decided to treat myself to a day out shopping I planned to stop for a meal and a few glasses of wine so decided to take the train. Showering then picking out underwear I settled for pale blue silk shortie briefs and matching balconette bra deciding what to wear was easy I slipped on my favourite pleated summer skirt. It comes to...
My wife Teri is one busy lady. In addition to running her own real estate business, she goes to the gym, swims twice a week and serves on the board of the local chamber of commerce. Both of us love to go out dancing when we happen to be free on the same evening. I wanted to learn some salsa dance steps, so when a friend told us about a new Latin dancing clas...
Heat. Motion. Movement from everyone. Bodies back to back, the rhythm and the beat took control of everyone. I was in the middle of the dance floor. The middle is always where I dwell when at the club. It was there that I saw him across the floor in tight black shirt and pants. I'm sorry to say it, but it wasn't his "coolness" that made him draw attention or...
Sometimes it seems like I am 2 people. The public one, the one everyone sees zipping down our suburban street in my crossover, gathering groceries in my khaki skirt, strappy sandals and sensible blouse. The one with a smile for everyone and, I hope, a bright glint in my eye. But the other girl wants to come out. The naughty girl. The bad girl. The one that...
Chapter 3: Completed Well up to now Cheryl videotaped me in her underthings and masturbating; she took me to her friend's spa where I was made hairless and made up to look more feminine; then purchased a number of sexy outfits and put on public display. Quite a full day by any other standard, but we weren't finished yet. "Ding-dong!" the front door. "Gina...
Two Children and Eight Years Later. An Interpretive Dance Taking on the responsibilities of being a mother puts everything else away in a closet so to speak. Just finding time to ourselves seemed to be a thing of the past much less any thought of me putting on any private performances. My preference for being outdoors in something skimpy didn't entirely...
I dressed carefully that morning, just in case Mr. 12th floor decided to get randy with me again. Matching satin bra and thong, and of course stay up stockings. As I stood in front of my mirror looking at myself covered in the teal blue satin, I felt really sexy and a little aroused as I ran through what had happened yesterday in my head. I slipped a few...
Chastity giggled as she hurried down to the gardens, thrilled that her father was leaving for the day... whenever he left she would rush down to the extremely attractive 29 year old black man that worked in their garden. At the young age of 18 she found him fascinating, not in the least because her parents kept her so sheltered. She'd been in the outside wor...
Mountains of gratitude to honeywldcat for her editing of this entire series. * Magic. That was the only explanation. The outfit she was wearing was an affront to physics, leaving magic as the only possible explanation. The long skirt came down to mid shin, and flowed around her like water. It was the waistline that was staggering. It started high on her...