My job is something most people wouldn't understand. I am in stress management. Companies call me in when the stress level of their employees becomes an issue. I am happy with my job. I make lots of money and enjoy what I do. Today I am dressed in black thigh highs, a tight black skirt and a very low cut red sweater that clings in all the right places. My h...
My friend Allison is a black cock whore. There is really no better way to say it and I doubt that she would object to being identified as such. Ever since we met, sometime around our sophomore year of high school, she's had more black men on here than an NBA team. Not that I have a problem with that, to each their own, but it is a fascinating phenomenon th...
I have been married to Guy my childhood sweetheart since I was 21 and he is the only person whom I have had a sexual relationship with until three weeks ago. I entered into liaisons with an old school friend and her husband following a discussion with my friend Tanya about my sexual frustrations. I had no intention at the time of taking on another sexual re...
I'd seen her now maybe four times walking her kids to school and pushing a stroller. She was a small Asian woman, always wearing very short skirts and tiny tops in the warm weather. She looked very pretty too. I wondered why she never seemed to have a man in tow. So I started to follow her one day when she walked back from the school, keeping a good distance...
It had been a long four months for both of them. Steve was finally on his way home from Afghanistan to enjoy a couple of weeks home before he had to go back, and Jamie couldn't wait to get her arms around him. She had it all planned out; she would meet him at the airport and take him out of town for a weekend he would not soon forget. She had been waiting fo...
It had been maybe four or five days since he had made it with a woman. He had been buried, figuratively in paperwork and general pencil pushery. Slade, his gray-haired, wide-bellied boss counted on him to make him look good, and he had clutched it out over a grueling two-day period. He was very professional, but now that business was taken care of, it was ti...
Angel waited most of that day in anticipation. They had worked together previously and kept in touch, and since then, their relationship had indeed changed. Late nights chats, just for fun at first, led to a certain tension. It had never been real before now, but now that they were physically near each other again ...the tension grew palpably. Or had it? Did...
Edited by Silverman * Danika arrived at the entrance of one of the caves that spread across the hills of Montana. She was an amateur geologist and knew that there were plenty of pictographs inside the caves of the area. She had walked all day and it was getting dark. This was her last chance to find something before heading back to the cabin she rented for...
Note to readers: I'm sorry it took so long to finish writing this chapter. After getting such positive feedback on the last chapter, I started working on it sooner than I usually do. Unfortunately, it's been a busy summer, and I haven't had a nice block of time to devote to the story. Hopefully, it still hangs together, though. There are a few new age-approp...
"This must be what Heaven feels like," I remarked to Cindy as tropical rays beat down on my nearly naked body. It felt like we were in Jimmy Buffett's song Margaritaville; the sun was definitely baking us, and my long, tan, tourist body was certainly covered in oil. Cindy, with her red hair and fair skin was covered in SPF30 lotion. Not quite as sexy, but a...