Sometimes in life, you truly are the last to know. Spread eagle and stripped of more than just her clothing, Maria Lombardi's hands were cuffed to the shower curtain rod above in a clear and complete show of surrender to her 19 year old lover. She'd been in that position for nearly a half hour, but even though her arms were admittedly burning as they dangled...
Hello, my name is Jim. I am approaching fifty, balding, and gaining weight. I am married with four kids and a standard sex life. Standard sex life meaning: missionary position once a week, unless there is something else to do on Saturday evening. Something else like going to a son's football game, band concert, a daughter's gymnastic meet, or ballet recital....
Searching fifteen separate apartments was too much for the two of them, but the department couldn't spare anyone else. Above their heads Police Department Helijet gun-ships and VTOL sky wagons loaded with heavily armoured personnel were making their way to the docks and other trouble spots in the shattered city. "I think we should start with apartment two....
For the rest of the evening I wandered my house naked and unsure of what to do with myself. Sage had only left a few hours previously and I was already lost. The only thing I knew was not allowed was masturbation; anything else was left up to me. I remained naked simply because I had learned to love the way it felt, and I did not even wash off the message th...
Chapter 3: A Different Life Our next session was fascinating. As requested, I went into Doctor DeVire's office first while Natalie waited in the reception area. "You mentioned that things were much improved between your wife and you. Can you tell me about it?" "Yes. I came home the other night in a good mood and I suggested to her that I would like to mak...
I saw Stacy for the first time at an open art exhibition held within the student center at our local university. The event was an opportunity for the public - as well as interested artists and gallery owners - to see some of the artwork generated by many of the students on campus. The event was well-advertised locally and since I lived within easy walking di...
Arriving shortly at his apartment he moves to the door unlocking it. Opening the door he moves in out of the heat walking to the refrigerator he opens it pulling out a cool soda. Popping the top on it as he walks to the table he sits down sipping the drink. He thinks about the choices he has given his new toy. Rising once more he moves to the shower swiftly...
Rayne and I really like That Italian Place. Atmosphere, food, service – it's all good. And they have some secluded booths tucked away in a corner. Rayne met me at the door, and we exchanged hugs and kisses. It's difficult for me to kiss Rayne in public, because I have a strong tendency to get carried away. Just one little peck on her cheek often turns into...
Note: The last chapter was a little rushed / incomplete because I wanted to have a little "Halloween candy" for the readers posted by the 31st. This one is the rest of their night, also short and hopefully, sweet. * * * * * Michael is passed out for no more than two or three minutes, by Jenni's estimate. His eyes snap open and he's instantly upright and...
Beverly used to be a real hottie, she could turn all the men's heads; one of those men became her husband. Hank, because that was his name, was twelve years older than Beverly and while not exactly handsome he was relatively wealthy and quite enthusiastic about having a sexy trophy wife that other men would envy him. But that was twenty two years ago, exactl...