A continuing story concerning my relationship with a sexy female decorator: She clambered eagerly from the front seat of the van and pointed a toe toward the pavement below. It was quite a reach for her and her ample chest heaved inside her overalls as she sprang from the vehicle and entered the site with a cheeky grin on her face and said in an eastern Eur...
My cock throbbed against the sole of her foot, held tightly to the skin by the elastic of her stirrup pants. The cum I'd just spent oozed between her toes, dripping on her pussy, splayed and sodden from the fucking she'd just had, and as I knelt down to lick the droplets off her pubes before cleaning her foot I pondered just how I'd gotten here. Just eight h...
Chapter 13: In Sarah's House Warm sunlight had been streaming into Sarah's house for several hours now, bathing its rooms in a rich array of golden light that blended seamlessly with the white walls of the foyer, the kitchen, and the living room, the deep red walls of the dining room, and the lavender walls of the bedroom. The succulent smell of cooking mea...
Chapter 4: What's the worst that could happen? It had already been the worst day of my life to date: earning my £80 per week Unemployment Benefit payments, by working as a community servant -- in the Sock Room. And it wasn't over yet ... I was at home; that is, at my parents' house, where I was still living at the time. It was almost 7:00 p.m. and, havi...
You march all day long with your platoon, marched up and down and stood at attention. The sun was ablaze and the day was full of heat, but what kept me attentive was those feet in your combat boots. Your boots seemed like a size 12. All black and heavy duty. And just the size of it, i can imagine how your feet smell. Even the size and shape of your feet imp...
The phone rang and I picked it up saying, "Hello." I heard the sexiest "Hi Roger." I had not talked to Melissa in six months. She and I had both been traveling on business. As soon as I heard her sweet voice I thought of the last time we had seen each other. It had been a weekend – oh la, la, la. Melissa asked me how I was doing. I told her fine. She then...
I had just finished up my five-mile morning run, when David pulled up, a local young man who does carpentry work in my little town. Being a divorced older woman, I needed such help from time to time and he'd come recommended by others. I watched the young man get out of his truck, a handsome stud to be sure, in his early 20s with shaggy blonde hair and a le...
Back at work in the new year, I was missing Sophia's horny body. A sight for sore eyes amongst the chaotic views of site work. She turned up all overalls and paint rags one lunchtime at the end of the first week. I was mortified when she took her bag of used nylons away with her. I had missed her naughty little body and her cheeky ways but to have a little...
"Casandra O'Reilly to the principal's office" The sound of my name on the loud speaker jogged me from my daydream as I walked down the hall of my high school. I turned around to head for the principal's office. Why would he need to see me? I was a straight A student, never tardy, rarely absent. He must want me to volunteer for something, I thought as I ente...
I could feel her touch lingering on my skin and her moans echoed in my ears as I searched the shelved for the right brand of oil. Putting the bottle in my basket I moved toward the aisle featuring bulbs and lamps, knowing I needed to replace that burnt out tail light as well. I smiled as her face flashed before my eyes, her head thrown back in ecstasy as she...