Chapter Two: Easy Money The young Japanese girl watched tentatively her friend's nude chest being fondled vigorously by an older, strict looking man with greying hairs. She stretched her arms over her head arching her back with the result that the hem of her short blue dress almost rode up to her tiny waist displaying a simple white thong. Ryuchi's left han...
My wife is a Catholic School Teacher. And this is a 100% true story. (I can even get my wife to comment if anyone has questions.) Several years ago, while on a teaching exchange overseas, she had a fling with someone. We were taking a break from our long term relationship at the time, so she wasn't cheating. Some time after she came back, we got married. And...
Mia doubted she had ever known love. Yes, she had married, but that had been a disaster. Perhaps the closest she had come was the crush she had on her high school music teacher Mr Cranwell when she was 17 but nothing had ever come of it. Mr C had urged Mia to study music and pursue a career as a teacher which had gone well until she crossed paths with one...
It had probably been a good fifty years since Helen Conway could say she slept in until 8 o'clock in the morning. Retirement unfortunately had a way of doing that to a person. For years she'd wake up long before the Sun to help with the chores around the family farm and get her Husband fed before getting herself ready for her forty-year job as a teacher in...
I, Brad Davis, go to the Dentist office sometimes just to read the current magazines. NOT! Everyone knows that the magazines in dentist offices are not current but there you are with time to kill (maybe kill is not a good word as it rhymes with drill) so you read whatever is available. The most common magazines are the women's genre which always has articles...
"Good morning, Mr. Pollox! How was your summer?" Rowan sweetly and excitedly waved from her desk as Mr. Pollox, one of the school's English teachers, walked into the office to pick up his mail and staff guide. "Rowan, please! Call me James. I'm your colleague, not your teacher!" James chuckled. "My summer was great. My wife and I traveled a lot, and we jus...
Vickie had broken one of her cardinal rules. She had invited one of her clients -- well, a potential client, perhaps -- to her home. Dressed impeccably in a tailored suit, impossibly long legs crossed over one another, Katherine Saunders looked much the way Vickie remembered her -- better, in fact. It looked to Vickie as if her favorite teacher had taken g...
I had forgotten all about Mr. Crenshaw when I got a phone call from a number I didn't recognize. It was from a number that bore the area code for my home town. I decided to grab the call, even though I was in the middle of one of my college classes. I tried my best to make it out the door before I said, "hello." "Is this Christina Reina?" a male voice aske...
Goddess and Miss Jasmine Take Control - Part 01 Lily Sawyer seemed like your typical suburban wife. 42 years old and happily married she seemed like the stereotypical wife. Anyone looking at her would assume her sex life would consist of nothing more than Missionary sex with her husband once a week and the occasional affair with her shower head. And they'd...
She actually had to fight the urge to call him Mr. Edwards, even now. His house wasn't anything like she had expected—his wife must have done all the decorating—everything matched, seemed to have its own place, and had a subtle but unmistakable Asian design influence. The Mr. Edwards she had known—hell, Cassie, call him Rick already, would you?—was scattered...