When my wife talks about getting laid, I know exactly what she means. But when her boss mentioned the L-word, it came with a wholly different meaning: laid off. That's what happened when the Vegas casino she worked for decided that business was slow. And she wasn't alone. Thousands of her workers around the city were also laid off, making the prospects of h...
Raion was thirty two and extremely bored. Life had become easy, pupils came to His door daily asking for tuition and in general He refused. Money had never interested Him, there had always been enough and now because of His modest needs He was comparatively comfortable with no intention of seconding His own studies for the simple acquisition of wealth. His...
We pull into the picnic site at just after ten o'clock, after a few hours in the pubs in Edgware where Mary has been flashing her wares at the males (bending over from the waist to pick up dropped change, exposing her stocking tops and thong, allowing me to finger her in the street outside and be spotted by groups of young men). It is still relatively quiet,...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Rose has disappointed her Master by losing a Greased Gladiator match at the club. This is the story of the aftermath of that match told more or less from Rose's perspective as she comes to grips with the Master's punishment of silence and then is slowly led into the truth of who she truly is and what her Master has d...
My wife Jenn likes to shop, so much so that recently I confiscated her credit cards. I have a good job in the city with very generous bonuses, but this last bill took the piss. She was so angry that she threatened to withdraw the only real thing she could, sex. Jenn is a petit woman with an athletic body, small pert breasts and a beautiful arse. Not wantin...
I've always wanted Lover to fuck me in public — while I'm blindfolded. Every time I'm out for a hike in a wooded area, I look at a down tree and imagine him bringing me to that place early on a crisp fall morning. He'll just stop walking and turn around with a scarf or tie in his hand waiting for me to give my permission and to trust him to look out for my b...
My knees ache as I kneel on the floor at his feet waiting for him to look at me. The outfit he bought for me flows like liquid over my skin. It's berry red, with a slight shimmer, the deep scoop neck doesn't compare to the one in the back that ends right at the top of my pert round ass. I have had to be very careful all night since the skirt ends just 2 inch...
I am the absolute worst navigator in the world when it comes to getting from point A to point B; give me a road map and I'm bound to royally screw it up. So what does a young twenty-five year old girl do when she is lost? Call for help? Well; cell phone is dead and have not seen a 'public' phone in so long ... do those really exist any more I wonder. I spot...
"I have twenty hooks for rulers." I grin at you and say, "Yes, you do." "But I only have one ruler." "And your point is...?" "I want another ruler." I raise both my eyebrows at you, with a little bit of surprise at your tone. You look back at me, aware of your blurted out transgression. "I'm sorry...I meant, may I have another ruler?" My eyes continue...
Phineas peered out of his cell window, somewhat furtively, as he didn't want Miss Blythe to accuse him of skylarking and wasting time in his cell. He had his computer work to do, and she'd also ordered him to write 1,000 times in his cell "I am a biological waste of Miss Blythe's time". But there she was! There was his beloved Miss Blythe, walking back from...