She was dancing when she saw him. What was he doing out tonight? She turned away and tried not to look at him, her pussy was moist from just seeing him. Why did he have this effect on her? She went to the toilets and checked herself in the mirror, her tanned body looked good in the black dress and her legs looked amazing with her heels on. She brushed her...
The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 15m: Another June Wedding Part 13 (Copyright 2001 by Paul. All rights reserved). All events and characters are fictitious. * * * * * Somerset 1972. Jenny Wagstaffe. We left the Marquee in the walled garden at Paul's grandfather's cottage at seven o'clock. We walked hand in hand across the lawns and up the terraces to the Fr...
"There are so many stars tonight" whispered Clara. I look over at her gazed face. Her cute little nose. Her pointed face. Her brownie brown hair laying away from her face as she lays on the blanket looking upward to heaven. Her light brown eyes the color of sunset. Her silk/satin shirt raised a little above her sexy flat stomach and showing her cute navel...
I hired Dominique, via Home Help online, at a premium rate since she was a qualified nurse. It was self-indulgent to pay a nurse to act as a housekeeper but I'd always been a bit of a hypochondriac, especially since I'd moved to London. Perhaps I simply missed the country air but I liked the idea of having my own medical practitioner, even if it was for just...
Loud music blared as Sandra pulled into the pub car park. The music got even louder when she opened the car door. Through the window she could see the pub was crowded, everyone seemed to be having such a good time. Sandra felt lonely and isolated, and for a moment she considered going home. But she had already arranged to meet her friend Karen for a drink, s...
A little bit about my stories... These stories are ones I have sent to my loving wife. She has told me that I have some talent with stories so I'm here for your feedback. All my stories are fantasies I'd like to try with my wife at some point. ***** Our story starts picking my wife up at the airport when you get back from a 2 week holiday in the UK. You...
Even in September, the Mediterranean sun is still hot enough to make the sand difficult to walk on, as they had discovered, running back from the sea to their towels. The South of France is famous for its nudist beaches but this one was particularly notorious and as she lay there letting the sun dry the saltwater off her naked body, she detected another visi...
It was my son's first day of pre k at the local school. They make all the parents come the first day to meet the teacher and make sure the kids are ok. We walk in the classroom and they have seats picked out for us, so we sit down and I start filling out all his paperwork. After 15 mins or so the teacher starts talking. Looking around I see that I'm the only...
After jumping out of the shower and throwing on some jeans I hear a knock at the door, running my towel through my drying hair I walk toward the door. Through the glass door I see Amanda a friend I have not seen in over six months. Meeting almost a year ago while I was studying abroad in the UK it seems years since I have seen her. Before I can say a word sh...
It started one fine summer afternoon shortly after I'd met Sophie. We'd had a couple of beers while wandering about the city, and of course eventually we had to find a toilet. Not a problem, we just went to the nearest McDonalds. There was somebody already in the only toilet, so we had to wait a while, fretting and joking about who was in the most need and w...