“Hello Alex, I’m Lindsay Barnes” she said. “Hello” said Alex. “Won’t you sit down” she said. Alex couldn’t help but stare at her pregnant form and he tried to keep his eyes on his work. “Why don’t you tell me a little bit about yourself, Alex.” said Lindsay. “Well I’m 19 years old, married, with three beautiful children and another on the way” he s...
"Did you miss me baby?" George grinned as he saw his mistress sitting elegantly at the bar. She was wearing a red sequined dress with high heels. Her hair was down around her shoulders and her skin was tanned just right. She was sipping a glass of white wine and George knew that it was probably the most expensive wine in the bar. "Of course. It's been way t...
Diana Richards was barely listening to Ed Hood's voice drone on about how they could save each other if only she'd walk away from her husband and come to him. She was fighting the waves of nausea that kept washing over her every time the bastard would intimate that he knew they'd be good together if only she'd give him a chance. Suddenly, a feeling of calm...
You and I had been chatting online for a few months now and today will be the day that we finally get to meet. I'm so excited to meet you that I quickly get undressed, step into the shower and slowly wash myself. I love to watch the water trickle down my slender body, over my breasts and nipples, streaming down my stomach and over my bare pussy. As the hot w...
"You must be joking," I said. "You want me to drive all the way to San Francisco just for a dance? You do realize, Kenny, that that's close to an hour and half drive from here?" "Come on, Mike," Kenny responded. "Live a little. There will be lots of women there. You need to stop living in your cocoon and get out. How many times are you going to spend the we...
This story is based on true events that happened to me in Houston TX during the summer of 1999. The heat was oppressive when I stepped off the plane for a two-week stint in this town. I was not looking forward to the sticky summer heat that gets into your pores and makes you feel like you haven't showered in ages. Little was I to know that this trip was to...
Chapter Five Valentine's Day Wedding Three years later we got married on a day and a date that we would always remember. It almost didn't happen. "You have to take the job," Jill insisted 7 months earlier as she rode my cock on the big comfortable bed in our Gramercy area apartment we decided on as a compromise for her Upper Eastside job and my Bowery one...
(WHERE IT ALL STARTED) As I sat on the bench looking out onto the lake, I considered what I should do with recent knowledge I had attained about one of my coworkers. It was disturbing, yet somehow, alluring. I knew that if I confronted her with it, I would have her in a most precarious position. Yet, strangely enough, I kind of felt sorry for her. Let me f...
George had closed the meeting ("orgy" was more like it) with the same rules and directives. Leaving with Bob and for several days after, I was quite concerned about talking to him about what I had done. As it turned out, Bob had to leave on a sales trip before we talked. I was also shy around the other wives. I couldn't help but think that I would be ostraci...
"Good times." He couldn't help repeating it in his mind, over and over and over. Like an infectious 80's song by Air Supply. "Good times." Stefan usually loved his evening shower. It was when he could tune out the rest of the world and think. Some of his best ideas came to him in the shower; but not this time. This time he just stood there with the hot water...