This is the sequel to "Penance Day Prologue", and "Siesta for two?". Feel free to read those first or directly go into the story. And please do leave me your comments. * "So, what do you want me to do?" I just stepped out of the shower, naked, my dick still half hard and I look expectantly at my wife. "I told you, nothing special. Just you wait and se...
Chapter 1: The Scream One hundred dollars. It's a lot of money in grad school. It had been a while since I had any extra money, and it sounded like a remarkably good deal, just an hour of standing around. Except, that it was standing around nude. I'd gotten by for the first few years of grad school living off the money I'd saved from my last job, but most...
This story is like the rest of my stories in that I do not write them with much descriptive sex in them. I like to think that my style is more of describing the chase, than the actual catch. Having said that, this story should have enough facts for you to use your imagination to fill it in. It is just a quirk I have. It's sort of like those old time radio sh...
Hi! I just thought I would share more of my escapades with Frank, my elderly neighbor. As I have previously told you all, we had passed the teasing stage and Frank and I had been having a little bit of fun together, within the parameters set by my husband. I had been going down to his apartment for a goodnight kiss and fondle before coming back up to get...
This is based on a true story that happened in 1995. At the age of 43 I had been divorced for two years and finally had my feet back under me and was getting into the single life. Back in 95 computers were still on the expensive side so my first foray into getting online was with something called a Webtv. Webtv used your television as the monitor and a wirel...
The next morning, I asked Linda what she had thought about the previous night's events. She claimed that she had been very uncomfortable, and had hated every minute of it, but there was a glint of something in her eyes that made me doubt whether it had all been unpleasant for her. Then, she asked me whether she had finally made everything up to me. She was c...
This is a true story. Well, at least it will start out as true; at some point in time, I reserve the right to fictionalize. It's up to you to decide where I've veered from the truth. ***** For many years, some years ago, I was a life model. Yes, I posed nude, or partially nude, for money. I started in college for life study art classes and continued up to...
In the 80s and early 90s boudoir photos were the rage; women of all shapes and sizes were spackling on a dollop of makeup, squeezing into their sexiest black lace teddies and heading to Glamour Shots, hoping to recapture that spark or maybe create a little fire in the bedroom. Lying in bed one night my husband asked me if I had ever thought about posing for...
You awaken in a strange room in a haze. Your vision is foggy and you become aware of your body, you feel it dragging as you get up to move. You rub your eyes and your vision clears up. Your first sight is the floor below, its a white and black chess floor pattern. You follow it with your eyes up to the wall, its a regal beautiful pattern, a deep red. Somethi...
I've always been very interested in the arts and I used to do a lot of life modelling when I was at school and then for my friend and fuck buddy Noel when I lived in New York. I still occasionally pose in lingerie for my local Dr Sketchy, I also still model on a semi regular basis for a local amateur arts group, more of which later! When I did the stuff...