As a psychiatrist I, on occasion, do pro bono work as a psychotherapist – primarily for couples counselling for research purposes. Recently I've been employing some unconventional methods and getting some very good results. In doing some research on human behaviour, I was surfing the net when I came across a website that had videos of women wrestling in a ca...
Shelley Mayer was a young 28 year old office manager from Van Nuys who grew up in a semi poor family. So, she knew the value of a good job and the almighty dollar. She was constantly reminded it seems how men were supposedly superior and that women were the inferior aspect of the species. She however did not subscribe to this theory whatsoever. She had made...
It was Saturday afternoon and Roy had been in the bar playing pool and hanging out with his friends for an hour when he saw the girls come in and take seats at the counter. They were both dressed in western wear including cowboy hats. The tallest one had long brown hair hanging in a braid down her back. She had a pretty face with big brown eyes, a straight n...
My thanks to Techsan for editing this to a better story. * Twelve years ago I worked on the shop floor of a clothing factory and Shelley was the managing director's personal secretary. All the lads swore blind that he must be poking her because she was really too young to be in that position. Shelley was a really beautiful girl and that facial perfection e...
She lay awake in bed, her eyes tracing the posters of beer advertisements and gracefully distasteful Playmates. The sheets reeked of body odor, beer and ancient semen. Shelley swore she never knew why she stayed in that contemptible bed, but deep down, she knew the truth. The reason she fucked the arrogant frat boy was for a quick thrill and hopes for affect...
I worked with Karen, a petite Jewish blonde. She was part of a clique of always hungover party girls who worked at the mortgage banking office where I worked. Most of them shuffled paper in the back office, but she was as smart as she was cute and ran the PR team. One weeknight, we carpooled to Riverside, where we ran a small seminar for customers, then I t...
The idea for these narratives started as talks with my wife about my sex drive vs. hers. She holds the viewpoint that I am somewhat overly focused on sex at our age, which is for us, early our 50s. We have had many discussions and comparing of experiences, what it all actually accomplished is yet to be seen. What I learned in College -Ch.5.0- 2nd Year- Shel...
Chap. 8 - Kirstie Alley/Shelley Long Feedback and suggestions always welcome. Standard Disclaimer: You must be 18 to read this story, be able to read erotica in your community, not be offended by the contents of it...blah blah, you know the rest. This story may be distributed freely, for commercial or non-commercial use, but PLEASE leave my email/name...
“I don’t believe it,” Bree said to her friend. There is no such thing.” “There is too!” Shelley replied. “I saw my mother using it last night. She didn’t know I was watching her and she got herself off with it. I heard a buzzing noise and I heard her moaning. Her door was locked but when I looked through the keyhole, I saw her sitting on this black box...
Part the second, in which Sister Shelley is discovered. The basement stairs had never felt so empty to Sister May. She'd seen them, from time to time, watching over Sister Shelley's safety as the Mother Superior ordered, but had, also on the Mother's orders, never stepped inside. It still amazed her that the Mother Superior was no more than forty summers o...