Summary: Tamara agrees to do a little work volunteering...how hard can it be, right? She'll be the cat's meow for sure! Author's Note -- Thank everyone for the kind and supportive emails! If you have any suggestions, critiques, concerns, or comments, I'd absolutely love feedback; I'm very sorry for the long absence; here's hoping I can keep providing storie...
When I first saw that big, old tub at the flea market, I just thought it was kind of interesting. You didn't see many of these around any more. Out of curiosity, I looked it over, and it seemed to be in good shape. It was then that a devilish part of my brain began to suggest some creative uses for the tub. And then my brain put you in the tub, and things p...
This is just the second chapter in a longer story. For character background and storylines, please check out the earlier stories. I hope you enjoy. I really screwed up big time. I should have never gone to that damn website but I was bored. Now I had seen nude and suggestive pictures of one of my employees. Worse yet, she turned me on more than any woman...
Final Chapter There he was, the man who was going to fuck me. He looked searchingly into my eyes, at my body clad only in black silk pajama pants. We couldn't speak. We didn't know what words would fit. He took me in his arms and kissed my lips. He took control of me and our time. He kissed me tenderly and lovingly. His hands caressed my shoulders and back,...
Read part 1 to get caught up. * Following the life changing events of Friday night where 'Darla' had given 'her' virginity to her virgin teenage son, Jack, sucking his cock and allowing him to fucker her ass twice... there had followed a dramatically uneventful weekend. Darla had prepared a new outfit consisting of a catholic school girl's uniform, red...
Carey lives in a trailer park about a mile down the road from Mistress Esmiralda's property. On this evening, I sit cross legged on the floor before her, one exquisitely tanned right leg around my neck, and the sour toes of her left foot wriggling in my mouth, my tongue dancing from cleavage to cleavage. Her trailer is old, but she keeps it spotlessly clean,...
I met Susan Kuriyama when I was doing some computer consulting for the law firm where she worked. Susan was in her early thirties and a specialist in divorce settlements. She had been born in Japan but came to the U.S. with her parents when she was just a year old. When I first saw Susan I was struck by her grace and beauty. She was just shy of 5 feet tall,...
Alan parked his car in the suburban side street behind the park, hidden from the main road. He walked through the gate and followed the path towards the group of buildings in the far corner. The park was busy on this warm, weekday afternoon. A couple of attractive young mothers in short skirts were sitting chatting on the grass, their children playing aroun...
Oh, I know what you think of me, Mrs. Riley. To you I'm only Jeffrey, that shy young man who lives down the street. Who doesn't even have the ambition to go to college, and is just happy to clerk down at the TruValue hardware store. You glance my way occasionally, but you don't see me at all, do you? I'm only here at your backyard barbeque because you invit...
It starts off with a few ground rules being set: 1) When you meet me at the airport you will wear only what I say, 2) From when we both set foot outside the airport, you are completely in my control. 3) You will call me Sir in private, 4) The code word for you to say stop is "RED" 5) I will not hurt you physically, nor will I hurt your feelings. I tell you...