It's hard to be a smoker. First of all, it's a social class identifier. Beautiful people rarely smoke anymore. Working class people smoke, and if you smoke, odds are you are either working class, or from a foreign country. Second, you have to put up with moralistic behavior from your friends and co-workers. You know what I mean. Third, there's no place to...
Chapter 8: Training Day Jeff was steel reeling from Janice's balloon talk. He never imagined that just hearing Janice talk about balloons, and how carelessly she blew them and popped them, would make him so horny. He certainly never imagined that this straight-laced woman would suddenly grab his package and start masturbating him. And he also never imagined...
In my first marriage we played around a bit, threesomes with another girl then another guy, dates with people we wanted to fuck. While the marriage did not last the sexual adventures were not a reason for the breakup. Some years later, in my late forties I remarried a girl fifteen years my junior. She was 5'6, blond hair, 115 pounds with 36C breasts. She h...
Carl and Cilla were amateur swingers. In twenty-five years of married bliss, they had free-spirited fun, but never joined a group or club, preferring to hook up with friends, acquaintances, or like-minded strangers. They had had a tryst with Craig and Lydia a year ago, liked them well enough, and sensed the couple wanted to be best friends, but Cilla found t...
Part Three Rani lay exhausted on her bed, the Japanese having left her - their paid time up. One of the clubs male staff had had to carry her back to her room as her legs had just given way, and now she gently massaged her sore breasts and nipples. Inside her head so many thoughts swirled round, but she allowed herself one small smile of satisfaction. Not...
Partly true story. I was having a drink while watching the footy on a Sunday afternoon in my unit, when I heard the rain increasing on the roof. I opened the blind a little and opened the window to enjoy the misty aura and smell of earth, wind and rain. I spied the woman next door sitting with her window open and obviously enjoying the same feeling that the...
[Names and some insignificant story elements have been changed to protect the innocent, but the following story is true.] * Early in the Dot Com days I worked for a tech startup as a programmer. It was a decent gig and paid fairly well. It was exciting and fast paced. What really made it interesting though, was Lauren. At 31, she was only six years older t...
Mike drove into the parking lot and turned to the right. He'd done this before with moderate success. He drove around the 2nd rate motel, scoping for targets. Around the far side of the motel he found his mark. There were 3 trucks with dual axles, obviously heavy duty something going on there. The trucks were lined up taking four parking spaces. As luck, o...
It was about midnight. I was putting tools away in my work shed after a long day of work out of town. I turned off the lights, locked the doors and walked back to my truck. The night was pitch black. It was cool late fall night. Before I opened the truck door I noticed the light in my neighbor's living room. There is a large hedgerow of brushes between the...
It had nothing to do with Luke being black. It was just not a good time. We were barely getting by on Rick's meager earnings driving cab and our rented house was just big enough for our daughter and us. Taking in a lodger would be pushing it. Luke was one of Rick's school buddies and down on his luck. He had no job or money and needed a place to crash. Tr...