I wasn't looking for anything, in particular; or anybody, for that matter. No long term relationship, not even a one night stand. I'd come by the party on a whim, bored to tears and facing Chinese take-out in front of the tube. But when Jerry pointed her out to me, I was intrigued and something clicked back in my reptilian brain. Cheri was tall, well proport...
[There's a change of pace with this story and Amy gets to narrate the next few days and in the process provide a bit more of her back story] ***** As the last shudders of Ned's climax fell still and the contractions of my own orgasm stopped pummelling his shaft, he slowly withdrew leaving a pool of cum collected in the depths of my sex. Easing himself onto...
"Strip poker?" they said perfect unison. "Do you have a better idea?" I asked back to them. "Almost anything is a better idea," Alice replied. "What makes you think we would play strip poker with you?" "Because you are always bragging to us how good you guys are at cards," I answered. "I think it is time to prove it." But, Mike, 'STRIP' poker?" Kelly cla...
I was doing a final sound check while Ann was busy sorting out some lingerie from the big box next to the catwalk. It was one o' clock in the afternoon and we were anxiously preparing for the arrival of the models. We had set up the dress rehearsal for eight o' clock that evening. "You'll have to tell me who the new model is; I have to sort these out accord...
I worked in an attorney’s office where three men shared a secretarial pool of three women. The men and secretaries would usually pair up and my team mate was in her early twenties, about 8 years younger than I. Being a very slow typist, I spent my day drafting letters in longhand to owners and subcontractors, submit them to my team mate who would type them u...
(Authors disclaimer: Art pictured is not my own, credit goes to the artist (Possibly Triuni). All characters are at least 18 years old and/or considered sexually mature for their species.) The bell above me jingles as I push open the front door and enter the bookshop. Discovering the bookshop by chance during my wanderings, I had immediately made a beeline...
I can't remember when I first started to forget. I can't even remember whether it happened suddenly or whether it just happened gradually - you know: over a period of months or even years. Logically, I think that it must have happened over a period of time. Otherwise, I think that I would have noticed it a lot sooner. I think that quite a few of us forget t...
It was after lunch and when she returned to her desk there was one more. She read it and had mixed feelings. It was the sixth note she'd gotten, all in the same way and all on a small sheet of yellow notepad. Who were they from? She'd thought the question each time with each note. Why didn't he reveal himself if he was so interested? Did she really affect h...
**** It is 1917 in the heat of the Russian Revolution. Revolutionary party leader Borya Petrov and his lover Natasha retreat to their mountain cabin where she fulfills one of his private fantasies. *** They finally reached their cabin just after the sun had set and the autumn chill had settled in. Once dismounted in front of the rented retreat Borya took th...
It was a sweltering summer, over 30C and no rain for weeks. As we drove towards the stables my daughter and I had the windows open but had still broken out into a sweat. We pulled into the stable yard and got out. Roger the owner came across "Hi there, we're going to have a short hack into the forest today, too hot and too much sun for the ponies." My daugh...