Roma Knows How To Negotiate! "Husband, tell me again why I am here?" Roma asked. "It is important for our business." "That will explain why you are here. It does not explain why I am here with you." "It is good for my negotiations that I will show a strong stability that comes with marriage." Fenil explained. "Perhaps then the investors will see that I a...
Part 1: The Locker Room It was a sizzling hot summer day and I was just finishing up a game of doubles tennis with my girlfriend Anna against her best friend Lacey and Lacey's boyfriend. My girlfriend Anna and I have been going out for over a year and we are deeply in love. She is delicately pale with shoulder-length dark hair and a mysterious smile. Her br...
Note- More adventures with one of my favourite adult movie stars the lovely Tami Monroe. ***** It was probably for the best that Tami Monroe did not try to become a professional tennis player. Only a dainty four feet ten in bare feet she would never have stood a chance against the likes of Martina Navratilova or Steffi Graf. Growing up in New York City sh...
Adrienne is so unlike my wife; she isn't a slick model type. She has an earthy farm-look, large boobs and a low hanging ass. I found her look so sensual, and was frightened because I have fantasized fucking her. Oh, did I forget to mention that I had never cheated. We were four couples playing tennis at our friend's home. During the game, Adrienne went to h...
Jane couldn't understand what was happening to her. She was 42 years old, happily married with three children, a loving husband and an adequate if somewhat unexciting sex life, yet here she was in the shower masturbating furiously like a sex-starved teenager - and all because of a new member of the tennis club. And it wasn't as if Ivan, the man in question,...
Thanks to CD Conejo whose books inspired me to begin and whose constant encouragement kept me writing. Jus8tine edited my draft with a keen eye and is an excellent writer as well. Be patient, this is a work in progress, there are already six or seven chapters completed, and the story is just beginning. Comments are encouraged. I stood on the front porch, k...
A RAINY SUNDAY AND SIMONE The next morning I woke up to the pitter patter sound of a steady rain. I had a morning hard on and in a way I wish that Amelie had been there. The pressure in my bladder was intense so I took my morning piss. It was always amusing trying to piss with an erection. Once the stiffness subsided I was able to pee but even then I felt t...
Henry Martingale is trying to be discreet. He's sitting on the sofa with me, watching tennis (Wimbledon) on TV. But I see him, his roving eye catching glimpses of my tan legs, and I'd be remiss if I didn't admit to enjoying his attention. He dropped over to see his best friend, my son Edward, who won't return for another hour at least. Knowing that Henry is...
Tom Smith was relieved when the last student finally handed in their final. He gathered his belongings and quickly looked around the room to make sure he had gotten everything. The last day of class was actually a bittersweet day for him. He knew he wouldn't miss the late nights grading student papers, or the nights where he was just bone tired and felt as i...
She dropped by my place late afternoon, after her tennis match. As usual, she walked right in, sort of opening the door and knocking at the same time. "I'm thirsty!" she said, "What have you got that is wet and really cold?" I pointed toward the kitchen counter, where I had made a gallon of fresh sun tea. "There's plenty of ice in the freezer- grab a glass....