I am posting a series of true stories about my encounters with "providers" around the country. I totally respect these women and in these stories have no intention of demeaning them. The names of the women have been changed for their protection. Everything else is as it happened. ********** After an amazing and truly unique time with Carla in Cincinnati, I...
The morning of my sixty-fifth birthday was glorious. The sun already high in the cloudless blue sky and the promise of another fabled hot summer day in the Yukon. A plate of sausage, toast and eggs was washed down with a couple cups of excellent coffee, the remainder I poured into a thermos for later. As I ate my breakfast I decided it would be a good day t...
Every morning at 6 AM Jordan began his walk along the beach from one end to the other and back again. He was like a metronome and it took about 30 minutes. He was 24 and didn't have a job. His parents were much older and it was his job to look after them. He was a full-time carer and literally the only time he got out of the house was to go shopping and for...
Seducing Kevin Part 6 Dear Internet, 'I could get used to this', I thought as I cuddled up against Kevin, curled up in is lap on his balcony after he had just fucked me silly, leaning on the railing. We must have been a really sexy sight, me in my corset and stockings, my caged clitty nestled inside my cum soaked panties. Kevin was still fully clothed,...
The next few days at work developed into a pattern for Stacy; Clive would email her with work to be done, the work becoming more and more important as she proved her capability, and would fuck her, normally at least once a day. Every day she received a couple of missed calls from Rebecca as well as texts pleading with her to make contact; Stacy smiled at the...
On Sunday morning Travis decided he needed to take a real hike. He'd been walking five to eight miles a day between work and school but he wanted to see what his pack was going to feel like on his back with his gear inside. Loading it with all his stuff and then throwing in a few bricks to simulate the weight of food he geared up, filled his water bottles an...
Disclaimer: This story came to me in a flash of inspiration while I was lying bored next to my partner. I wrote probably the first half of it in just a couple of days and then forgot about it for a while. I've finally finished with it, so I hope everyone enjoys it. There's bound to be a few errors in there; it's the longest thing I've ever done, so I apologi...
Better the Second Time Around This story is fictional. Events portrayed did not occur. Chapter One My name is Ethan. Nine months ago, I had left my home state and moved to Oregon, a suburb of Portland, to take a job with a small PC dealer, troubleshooting and repair shop. I walked the distance between home and the shop daily. Also within walking distance...
Mike walked into the bar hoping to grab a few beers and watch the baseball game. He wasn't surprised to find the bar mostly full on a Saturday afternoon. He saw one open spot on the far side of the bar beside a white haired old man that looked a lot like Santa Claus, complete with the white beard. Mike walked around the bar and took the stool next to the whi...
Bill Brady, a High School Guidance Counselor, 44 yo, was Roger’s friend who had lost his wife a year ago; Roger invited him to an independence-day picnic at Jeannie’s home. Bill was about 5’10’’ tall, weighed about 185lb; he had brown hair that was thinning from the front, and a brown mustache. Angie Adams, a friend of Jeannie who just retired as a nurse su...