This story is being written by Jackie as a narrative of her progression from sexually inactive, to widower, to sexual active, to millionaire. Most of the characters are older so you may not like these type stories. Edited by DRGRIFFIN. I go see Bob and Virginia As we walked up to the club for our morning swim were Clarice, Nancy and Beth wearing beach c...
Friday The smell of food awakened me first on Friday morning. I roamed carefully down the hall and freshened up. I lounged back in the bed with Faye until about 7:30. Then I trooped downstairs after raiding my bag in our room for PJ'S and a t-shirt. Molly and Tess and the housekeeper were in the kitchen. The housekeeper stood at the cooktop with a cup of...
Note: This an entry for the "WINTER HOLIDAY CONTEST 2018" so please be sure to vote. All characters in this story are at least 18 years old and is a work of fiction. Enjoy! * Naomi stood at there in the hallway, staring at the apartment door with the number 6 on it. She was trembling slightly, and it was only then she realized it was no longer from the col...
The following selection is written with my tongue planted firmly in cheek. It is an attempt to expand my fantasizing into new and out of the box areas. I hope readers don't find it to be anything but a little daydreaming and hope it turns out to be enjoyable. If it sucks I'll try something else next time in hopes that we all cum together! As a middle age...
As the elevator doors opened, Moesha stole one last look over her shoulder at the mirrored wall. Nervous, brown eyes peered back from her round-cheeked face. Her hair was too short for dreadlocks right now, so she had (with great difficulty) managed to make it smooth and glossy. She hoped it looked professional - but, then again, was she supposed to look pro...
Copyright 2019 Christopher D.B. * The central vacuum system made barely a sound as I made my way through the apartment. It was spacious and occupied the entire third floor. Although fully furnished and containing some of Countess Tori's personal items, she only stayed here a few nights a week. My feet were hurting, as the toe box on my pumps fit a little...
Chapter 8 -- the purpose of intercourse Autumn had come and it was no longer so warm in the garden. Even Gary was finding himself dressed most days in the garden; his visits to Zoe's or her visits to him curtailed. It was one thing to be mutually masturbating in the sunshine: rather another to be on a bed together. The latter seemed rather more what lovers...
If you haven't already read the first chapter of this story, may I suggest that you do so before continuing? I think you'll get a lot more out of it if you do! And thank you for reading my story! * A few weeks went by and I finally got another call from Jennie. She told me that I really needed to call her good friend Janice, who was in the market for some...
Mom Jason and Heather returned home the following weekend, leaving Trent and I alone in the house. The first thing that he did was to order that his secretary report to his office for dictation. The limo had barely left the driveway when he turned to me and said sternly, "Miss. Holcombe, be in my office in thirty minutes, we have a client due in for a meet...
As the taxi ground to a halt at the traffic lights, the driver turned to face us. "Going anywhere special tonight?" "Oh, nothing fancy," Conrad grinned at me. "Just meeting friends for a few drinks. That's all." I smiled back at him, thinking of the driver's reaction if Conrad had been less coy about our plans. I'm certain the quality of the vehicle's air...