He was in New York City. The hotel he chose for the short stay was too elegant for the patrons to notice him. If it wasn't the bald head and the mustache, it was that southern twang which gave him away. "Oh My god, It's Dr. Phil!" He had enough of those pesky Midwestern housewives cackling for his autograph. He was the son of a doctor for crying out loud...
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...
You walked in carrying a sealed box and sat it down beside the bed. "Go ahead and open it," you directed with a cute smile. As I pulled the flaps open, I saw stacks of rolls of duct tape and I heard you giggle at my reaction. I blushed and squirmed, not able to even look at you. "Take off your panties and get on the bed. I'm going to tape you up, head to...
Mike was a huge man. He was a welder at a prefab steel shop in Buffalo. His wife of four years, Eileen, was also a welder at the same shop. She was a big woman, twenty eight years old, five foot eleven and a hundred and seventy pounds. Big Mike dwarfed her. He was six foot eight and two hundred eighty pounds. Together they made an imposing pair. Both of them...
I'm not 6'4" or a top notch horseman and I started fifteen or twenty years too late to double for Wayne, Gable, Heston, Mitchum, Peck and Lancaster like Chuck Roberson. I am small, so I lied about my age to fall off Buttermilk dressed as Dale in the late fifties. A dozen years later, I remember the director saying "I don't care if he survives, make him look...
I got all dressed up. Put on my tight black one piece with a snap up crotch, a tiny transparent black skirt, a black g-string, thigh-high fishnets, six inch black open-toed heels, my black leather choker, big hoop earrings, blue eye-shadow with dark red lipstick to match my finger and toenail polish, and a large black plug. I'm five-eight, one hundred and fo...
Jessie sat there in my foyer like she'd stepped straight out of one of my fantasies. Her long, slender legs were encased in a pair of tan pantyhose that dipped into those familiar black-heeled leather boots I'd gotten to know so well back in the woods. A black miniskirt just barely hid the panties she was wearing beneath the hose, and her outfit was topped...
OH my god I have just been so humiliated by my 73 year old very strict mother in-law who was an ex magistrate for 20 years. I had seen her undressed but only over the last year when she had stayed with us her very heavy saggy tits and her very hairy untrimmed bright grey pussy shown accidently to me but no rush to hide that hairy bush from my obvious stare...
Luna looked at the step counter on her wrist and it read '740 Steps!" That was 40 steps above the step schedule for that morning. Being a work-out coach had gotten her used to that daily routine, she wouldn't even feel complete without it. She turned to the home direction and started jogging back. Like many other fitness coaches, she looks very fit and stu...
PART I With Beth's thick-soled, fishnet-covered foot just inches from his face, her heel on his bare chest and her toes wiggling, the musty stench was overpowering. It was still had to believe this was really happening to him, although, he realized, it had been weeks in the making. "Ready to smell 'em up close?" asked the woman who'd first showed him his...