“The back door is unlocked, Robert. I’ll wait for you here.” It was five minutes before Sue heard a tapping on the bathroom door. “Come in,” said Sue. The door to the bathroom clicked open. Sue heard the patter of bare feet on the floor. She did not look. Excitement filled her. She felt the tingle of anticipation. Her hand went between her thighs. She fel...
Sean had always been a bit of a daredevil, both in love and in life, but somehow it had never managed to catch up to him. Until one day, when his recklessness finally bit him in the ass. He had been dating a hot biker chick he'd met at a bike show. They had awesome chemistry and amazing sex, but of course, that wasn't enough for him. He took to banging rando...
He shuffled to his car in the mostly empty parking lot wondering where he even got the energy to put one foot in front of the other. Stowing his briefcase and laptop bag securely in the back, Matt sank into the driver's seat and closed his eyes. He sat motionless for a few minutes indulging in a brief fantasy of curling up in the car and taking a nap right t...
Adelaide. Her name evoked images of serene mountain passes for most men, of an evening sun gently setting behind a jagged Alpine peak, plunging the green slopes of a hidden valley into the evening shadows. Yet Adelaide's life was a battle between who she felt herself to be and what her moniker implied. She was nothing like the stereotype of a flaxen-haired S...
I have a secret. I am a closet kleptomaniac. I can't be sure when it started, but things got, well, addictive when I was just out of high school and living on my own in a small duplex. I was working two jobs and watched as my peers all went off to college, while I stayed in town and worked in a chicken plant and as a night house parent for a local women's sh...
The only thing better than getting paid to do something you enjoy anyway is to be paid for sitting back and watching something you enjoy. This was the case on what might be considered one of my more unusual stops just outside of Alberta, Georgia. My client in this case was one of my closest friends. Incidentally, she also happened to be the only other dom on...
It's been a lazy day. We'd spent most of it reading on the couch together, silent, for quite some time. We'd play a sort of peek-a-boo, seeing how long we could stare at the other person without getting caught directly. I tend to lose, but then you tend to cheat. Unless you call feigning (... well, not always feigning...) masturbation, then just looking at m...
Late on a Sunday evening, my Master and I arrived at the home I had shared with my husband of ten years. We had been separated for a few months and the divorce was filed, yet we still lived together as roommates. I pulled up to the house in my car and turned off the lights and engine, leaving only the lights of the neighbor's houses and the street lamp alon...
We talked for a long time before finally giving in to our physical desires. About 2 years if I had to guess and during that time, we discussed boundaries, likes, dislikes, interests, etc. When we finally met, we didn't have to talk about things. It all just seemed to happen naturally. I'm amazed that anything happened at all much less that I get to meet with...
I don't suppose many people think an old lady of eighty four worries too much about sex and they would be right, I don't worry about it, but I do like to reminisce. There is one incident, in the summer of '65, that still brings me much joy and I have to confess still makes me feel hot. Oh for the body of a thirty year old, mine that is! Actually confess is...