Note to the Reader: This is the second chapter of this story. If you would like to find out what happened for the Characters to get here. Please read back to Dance Floor Seduction Chapter One located in erotic couplings. Please note this story does not contain a threesome sex scene. Kat awoke the next morning around 11:30 but still before anyone else, Phoeb...
It was now over four weeks since THAT Friday night. Kay had thought about it on vacation. It had been really raunchy. A night of desperation, madness; a night of depravity, the like of which she had never known. She really couldn't stop herself. She was filled with raging desire. What should she have done? Exercise some control, she knew. She felt she had b...
The Drawing Game. This is a true story. I have always done Life Drawing classes. Life drawing is when the model poses nude. It usually always starts with quick sketches, a few minutes each, then changing to the next pose. This is to allow us to grab the essence of the poses, the basic form and shape. The poses gradually become longer: 5 minutes, 8 minutes...
When I was younger my dad got me a summer job working on Saturdays for Mrs Jones. She was a woman who had a property out by the river and my job was to help her do landscaping, cut back trees, lay pavings etc. The property was a bit run down and it was hard work. Mrs Jones was a bit of a hippie. She lived alone and I guess she must have been divorced becau...
I was down the back of my section getting stuck into the overgrown mass of weeds there with a view to turning it into a vegetable wonderland. Right now the weeds with their long intertwined root systems were winning hands down. However I persevered in the hot sun until I had to stop and take a drink of water from the sipper bottle I had left in the shade. Lu...
Some words from Jayne. Any of you who have read my other stories may recall the first part of this one where I have a fling with my daughter's ex-boyfriend. This is what happened after that fling. * "Hello Jack," I said into the video intercom in my apartment just after returning from the gym. "Hi Jayne," he replied through the loudspeaker. Jack was a...
We fly into Denver airport five hours late, and I take my time disembarking the plane -- relaxed in the knowledge that I have missed my connecting flight by hours, and that there is unlikely to be any more till the morning. I thank the staff, and earn myself a weary smile, as I amble my way onto the airbridge, following the stream of grungy passengers into t...
Farming was hard work. Freddy had been so busy lately that all his muscles were aching from unloading the delivery of hay the truck had brought in that morning. He was looking forward to the weekend away that he had planned. He'd arranged for a worker to look after the property for him while he drove up to Byron Bay for a well-earned break. A weekend of surf...
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The flight was crowded but after waiting for the bulk of passengers to board I found my seat and had hopes that the two seats next to mine would remain empty. The flight staff had given the word that doors would soon be locked and we'd be underway shortly so I was feeling pretty good about it. But at the last moment a small group of people poured in, dashin...