Her day was shit. It was awful, stressful, and chaotic. She hadn't had a moment to herself since breakfast. Not a moment to breath, relax or collect her thoughts. Loud people, crazy people, lazy people, all in her face from morning until night, and she was done with it. Her boss was a dick, her coworkers were losing it, and she was fed up with all of them....
I didn't know what to expect when I went up the stairs to the third floor at the Tokyo Valentino adult bookstore in Atlanta during the fall of 2015, but I'm glad I did. It was my first visit there, as I had an afternoon free during a business trip to the Peach City, and I knew I was feeling quite horny as I hadn't been with my wife in more than two weeks bec...
Our Method Works! It really was a unique way to stop smoking. Marilyn Bowers was 39 years old, and her doctor had just scared the hell out of her. She always knew she should stop smoking. Even when she started smoking in college, she knew she should not have done it. But now, her physician had put it in the kind of terms she could no longer ignore. She had...
The sky was smudged like newspaper ink. Clifton brooks left his cozy flat without an umbrella or a jacket. He was clad in a pair of gray wool trouser pants and a black ribbed sweater. His silver rimmed glasses were perched on the bridge of his nose. He thought that they made him appear to be smarter than he thought he was. As he walked down the street he ner...
This is the story of a cigarette, we'll call Jon, who's short life is first ignited, and then summarily snuffed out , by Amanda, the 19 year old daughter of Michelle, her 35 year old mother, who were both heavy smokers. Michelle bought the pack that contained Jon, the subject of our story, at a 7-11 market. Jon's life began in the usual way, for a cigarette...
I'd lived in the city for several years after being transferred to my company's head office. One particular work colleague, Jane, had become very friendly with me. She was an attractive blonde and there was always a certain air of sexual tension around her – she knew she was sexy and she flaunted it. One Friday afternoon she invited me to her apartment for a...
It was the curve of her ass that caught my attention. It was apple-round, the kind of ass that looked like it was holding her shorts up. She was dressed in clothes that looked like they should have been her baby sister's, pink shorts that suctioned into the tops of her thighs and a t-shirt that hugged her slight, chocolate frame in ways that made me jealous...
It was apparent that five years of marriage hasn't tamed me one bit. By the time I pulled into my garage I was already going back over my simple yet devious plan to get me and Dan alone together. He is a smoker and instead of going out back to the designated smoking area he always goes out front by himself. All I would have to do is wait for him to walk past...
My wife Susan and I have been married for 10 years. I'd have to describe our sex life as average, since we used to do just the "normal" things. Every time she felt horny, she started touching my dick a little, slurping the head for a little while, and then she just wide opened her legs waiting for me to penetrate. After 10 or 20 minutes of the good ole "in-o...
III Several weeks had passed since my last encounter, and while I will admit that I was seriously checking out all the women in the common areas of the building trying to figure out who I had put the wood to that bizarre night, I heeded Bonnie's advice and didn't go to any extraordinary measures. The rent had come due again, and while I had in a strange way...