"Come on lazy bones," Mandy said shaking the bed. "It's time to get up, we are going shopping for the holidays remember." Oh joy! How I hate shopping especially for holiday clothes. Better get up I thought to myself, sooner we get going the sooner we get back. I went downstairs, Mandy was in the kitchen making a cup of tea, and she was naked. I walked...
Supermarkets. Nothing more profane, nothing more unspectacular. Overly ambitious people compare prices, get exalted by this week's bargain. Yet, every man who has not lost his manhood will treat the supermarkets as what they are: a pathetic regression from the heroic time of hunting your food. In the early times, only a man who could bring food home would be...
You Who Know... ...What Love Is. ************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan January 2017 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific place...
This is a follow-up story to my weekend in Chicago with my husband Steve. He is now my little panty boy and I love the fact that I now have a way to control his sexual arousal. The first week that we returned home from his meeting I had Steve wear new his panties to work under his business suits and because of our shopping trip, he had enough girly panties t...
This is the fourth chapter of "My Fantasy Weekend". You might find it beneficial to read chapter 1,2 and 3 because all these chapters will lead into the next. If you don't read at least chapter 3, you won't follow much of this at all. In this chapter, Julie sets the rules and gives expectation for his shopping trip with Cathy in Chapter 5. * Have you ev...
Through the long telephoto lens of my DSLR camera I could see a young woman carrying shopping bags standing on the lower concourse of the shopping mall near the 'You are here' map of the complex. Click. I was sitting at a café table in the food court on the next level up, looking down over the railing, watching for her. I had watched her go into the Urban...
"And where might we find these 'likeminded' couples?" I questioned my husband, even though he'd dropped the subject. Freshly-minted emptynesters, we were struggling with all of this alone time. Communication was never our best skill. Neither was spontaneous sex. We were the 1% of teen couples that got pregnant in high school and made it last this long. Bu...
Svetlana hated the holidays, she was studying far from her home country of Ukraine, so while other university students went home for the holidays, she couldn't afford to and instead stayed behind to work. Recently Svetlana had gotten a job as night security for the local shopping mall, a huge concrete complex called "the Hillview centre". As a tall and intim...
I work in a cavernous room, no windows but cubicles as far as the eye can see. It's tedious but it keeps the bills paid so I can't complain too much. I'm enjoying the sight of my cigarette smoke dancing in the breeze one beautiful spring morning when I get a text from a friend. "We need to get the cables to hook up my new tv. Feel like going at lunchtime?"...
( A little story for my Naughty Sabrina ) * The nice thing about grocery shopping is... you get to keep doing it again, and again.. That short purple skirt in the produce department caught my eye. It was barely covering the shapely ass of a lady bending over examining something. As I approach, I realize that she is selecting a cucumber. I don't understand...