The room is dark and cold. You've got a blind fold over my eyes. My wrists are bound together with rope and strung up above my head on a hook. The ceiling is so high, just the tips of my toes are scraping the ground. There's a bar keeping my ankles apart and two clothes pins clamped on to my nipples. You stand in the corner, watching me twist around moaning...
It's the Wednesday after Christmas and my girl calls and asks me if I want to go to local spot tonight. I haven't been out in a while so I say yes and agree to meet her after work. Of course I get off work late and find myself rushing home to get dressed. I get home, jump in the shower, spray on perfume and get dressed. I wanted to be sexy but obvious so I p...
I turned the corner at the end of the bread aisle and there she was, the woman of my dreams. I’d seen her several times before and the possibility of seeing her made trips to the market a seething pot of anticipation for me. Today, her cart loaded with assorted food and paper products, so I knew she had completed her shopping and was headed to the checkout s...
I was just about to leave work, when I heard my cell phone ring. When I looked at the Caller I.D., I saw that it was my husband. Oh it felt so good to say that. We got married just three months ago and we are going along beautifully. We got married on January 25, 2007. When I answered I heard his sexy low voice answer the phone, "Hey baby," he said. "Hi ba...
Tale #8 – I love to watch Jules study It was a warm spring day, and the windows in my apartment were open, allowing the nice breezes in. I had a small apartment off-campus which consisted of a bedroom, bathroom, living room, and a kitchen. The living room had a sofa, coffee table, and an entertainment center, and the kitchen had a small table pushed against...
My wife Lori is an assistant girls' basketball coach at our local high school, and I frequently go to watch her team's games. One of her girls, Emma, an 18-year old senior, has a mom that is a real knock out. Her name is Trish, and we frequently sit at least near each other for the games. Trish, who's about 38, always comes to the games on her way home from...
She knows it is time. She has been waiting all day and is secretly thrilled to finally have his touch and his kiss, although she knows his kiss could be fatal. She is not afraid. Once again she thinks back to her last dream. Slowly, she walks up the flight of stairs to her bedroom. It is where she knows he is waiting. She shivers slightly, as a cool breeze...
He opened the window, letting in the cool November air. She giggled, being reminded of how much she loved the Autumn season. To her, it felt as if there was a sense of wonder on the winds, holding limitless possibilities. The cool breeze slipped through her negligee. As he crossed the room toward the bed, her nipples began to harden in anticipation of the...
The party downstairs was finally dying down. She lit a countless cigarette, listening through the study door. People were saying their drunken good-byes, their voices disappearing out of the front door. The night engulfed in smoke and mundane conversation was slowly fading out... She though it would never end! There was silence, and after a short eternity –...
Does she know how nervous I am? Is she feeling the same jitters? Does she know how much I want her? Does she know how much I've thought about this night? I think so. I think she knows. I see it in the dance of her eyes, and I hear it in the undertones in her voice. But still, I have so many questions. So many questions, and I can't help but wonder. I wonde...