My name is Scott and I work at a well-known local radio station. My radio shift is usually overnights, during a period of time I’ve deemed ‘The Dead Zone’. It runs from 12 midnight to 5:30 AM. I play classic rock, alternative, punk, and just about anything that catches my ear. It’s quite a mix and, because of that, it makes my job extremely enjoyable. I fi...
Cathy walked down the street after swimming practice, towards Arthur's house. The girl was wearing an old gray sweater, under which was nothing but her purple brassiere. The shirt she had planned to wear had gotten wet during the class due to the fact Diana sat on it accidentally right after she left the pool. She didn't want to use the one she wore to schoo...
Preface and disclaimers: I wrote the 3rd story first with no plans to write more. But I like Cindy and decided to add more. It became obvious that I needed some background. As I wrote the background it took on a life of it's own now labeled parts 1 and 2. The voice is Cindy's. I edited minimally at her request. Ok? Part three is where I come in. I wrote it...
I had to go to a meeting out of town with one of the companies I represent, and Linda decided that she wanted to go with me. Usually she doesn’t even want to think about going, saying how boring they were, but this time she said she just needed to get out of town. The first two nights we were there were just the usual group dinners and activities. On the thi...
At ten past three on the next Wednesday, there I was round at the charity shop, wondering about my next donation. The closed sign was in the window but I tried the door anyway - it was locked. So I just wandered along the nearby shops, idly looking in the windows, until is was quarter past. Making my way back I kept wondering about Maude, and last time I'd...
Finally, we're going to dinner. I wait for you to pick me up. Think about my preparations. The long warm bath, scented oil in the water, makes my skins so soft, smell so good. Getting dressed, feeling the silky pantyhose slide up my soft legs. Knowing that when I feel them slide back down, you will be there. I pull them up over my smooth round hips, feeling...
Pure fantasy in an attempt to be short and sweet with things that most married men would enjoy thinking about. *** As I pulled into the driveway at the end of the day, my mind was reflecting on yet another day of arousing visions, interactions and mental journeys. Only those who live the life of a college professor can understand that trampoline a married...
Part 1: Our First Threesome (MMF, true) My girlfriend back in the seventies was a real pistol, a slim, attractive, young lady willing to experiment with sex and have fun with it. We had been together for about two years at this time. She was only in her early twenties and still lived with relatives a few miles away from my apartment. My best friend from...
I'm flying to meet my soon to be lover. We met, of all places, craigslist. Two lonely hearts looking for someone to play with. We have chatted, texted and emailed for weeks. We have shared experiences, we have shared things that turn each other on. We are both so horny it is crazy. I'm ready to explode. And to top it off, I feel like everyone is looking at m...
V sat alone in her cubicle at work, eyes unfocused, skin flushed. It was mid-afternoon. The smokers were outside smoking; the social nonsmokers were sharing gossip and coffee in the employee lounge. V just sat, hands slack on her keyboard, knees pressed together under her desk. She daydreamed sex dreams and breathed carefully, hoping to be discreet, hoping t...