Chapter 7: Having the talk The next day I got up early and sent a fax. "Miss Spencer, I hope you enjoy a Happy Thanksgiving, Ben." The words we overheard when Jen was talking to her sister, "I can't. I just can't sit at that table and pretend...," haunted me. Was she saying she couldn't sit at her parents' Thanksgiving table and pretend that the man she ha...
Chapter 02: The Party We dock at the chalet and Maddy informs me a couple of her friends have already arrived. She attaches a lease to my collar and sternly looks on my eyes. "For the next three days, you are my slave, Jackie, and you will follow my instructions to the letter. I will absolutely not stand for disobedience or poor behavior." I was truly sc...
Chapter 3: Humiliated James once again slowly pulled himself into consciousness... And for a brief moment he didn't remember where he was or how he got there... then that blissful ignorance slipped away and everything flooded back into his mind. He slowly opened his eyes, the lashes sticking together from a layer or twelve of cum... the same could be said a...
Chapter 1 - The mystery of the handkerchief The story so far (from the story, 'The Garden Shed.'): Gary, a middle aged divorcee, has taken to nudity in his garden - a very private garden - but hearing a noise and finding a handkerchief with the letter 'Z' embroidered upon it in his garden shed has made him suspicious that his garden is not nearly as priva...
**THE FOLLOWING IS A TRUE STORY** BRACE YOURSELF Every day of chemistry we made perfect eye contact. Something about the way he looked at me made me feel as though he saw me in a different light than he did my peers. It was undeniable that i wanted him badly, and I think he could tell. He is the type of man that you can't help but stare at. His beautifully...
Crusty Looses It Before being a sailor, Crusty lost his virginity to a cherry girl. They went to school together. Both were eighteen. Earlier she had confided to Crusty that she would remain a virgin until she either got married or turned eighteen, whichever happened first, something he had forgot about. On his eighteenth birthday which was a few months aft...
I am sure he notices, elevator guy. My lips are redder, my skirt a little bit shorter, heels a lot higher. Too much for work? Will they think I am a bimbo? I don't care. I feel a lot more feminine today, more sophisticated, more self-assured. Screw them all. Screw elevator guy. I don't get close to him today, he is the man, he should take the initiative, a r...
Note: This is based on a real event that happened to me. Thank you for reading, and enjoy. * * * * * My Great Uncle had just died, so the family decided to have a get-together for New Year's Day. All of the relatives were expected to come, even the ones we hadn't seen for several years. I was tired from the New Year's Eve party I had attended the night...
Chapter 3. Christy's Punishment. I was trying to get some paperwork done, but couldn't concentrate very well. I kept thinking about what my wife had done to Christy and how that beautiful young thing was going to be coming back at about 3pm. I checked my wife's office at about 2:30 and she wasn't there. I walked all the way through to the other side and a...
I was sitting around the kitchen counter the other day with Lila, my sexy, GILF girlfriend, and her best friend, Sandy. Both are 61 years old, in terrific shape, both blondes, both with lithe, limber and well preserved bodies, as they both work out religiously. Lila's about 5-8, weighs a willowy 125 pounds, and Sandy's a bit shorter, 5-5 or so, and a more so...