I went to work Monday morning, but it was hard to get work done, or think about anything productive, since I was still thinking about Serena. How much fun we had in the last few days, and in the last month since we met. How close we came to disaster over the weekend. How it would hurt when she left. I did tell her we could forget about when we had said we lo...
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"I like your costume." How many of the celebrants must have told her that? Why couldn't she believe in herself more? "The skirt's broken." Zipper problem in back. Nobody would have noticed if she hadn't pointed it out. Her hair trailed down back as she turned around. Halfway to her waist. The curve of her back. Her fitted shirt. Shiny. Was it sticking to h...
Thanks to Cheer_Smartie526 for editing this story. ***** The day finally arrived. It was her birthday. We had talked about doing this for some time now but never agreed on a time or when we actually wanted it to take place. It was put on the backburner several times. Then I came up with a suggestion, unknown to her. I decided to announce it on her special...
It's funny how things work out. My best friend Julie and I had been happily married to our husbands for over twenty years when all this started. Jules is a tall, shapely, good looking blonde. Even though she is on the wrong side of forty she still turns male heads wherever she goes. Her marriage to her husband Warren ended six months previously when he was c...
Hello. My name is Timothy. I am a sexual addict. I am engaging in my fourth step in recovery: A searching and fearless moral inventory of myself. I started out the new year with a new attitude. I quit one shitty retail job to take a management position in another shitty retail job. There was also a determination to make an earnest effort to get a real girl...
I've always been confused about my sexuality. For as long as I could remember I found women sexy and irresistible, I know for most guys this was normal. For me it was normal as well, until I found a pair of my sisters panties mixed up in my washing and tried them on. To this day I can't remember having a larger erection or being more turned out. That starte...
Note to readers: this is a greatly revised and expanded version of the story with the same name that I posted a while back. I received a number of helpful suggestions about the first version and incorporated them all, as faithfully as possible. I am grateful for the interest and assistance, and hope you like it! * "Eric, I think you'd love having huge tits...
With their family scattered around the World, Joy and her husband finally had the chance to get away from the awful weather and have a quiet holiday in the sun for a change. Then life fired one of those awful situations at them. WORK!! Joy was pissed that her husband had succumbed to the demands of work declaring they could not get way. She was livid and...
In the car, all was quiet. No one spoke. The chauffeur watched the road., both his hands on the wheel. Hedda Branchbaum, wife of Right wing broadcaster Swift Branchbaum for five months now, sat in the back seat of Branchbaum's Bentley Mulsanne. She was quiet, her back stiff, her stance upright, her eyes focused on the shaved neck of Moses Williams, the cha...