Very nearly 55, I can now retire from my employment as a corporate insurance saleswomen if I wish. Family requirements dictate that I and all other family members work until this age (twenty hours per week minimum at age 45, of at which I took full advantage of) in order to benefit from near unlimited incoming royalties. However, my firm has asked me to stay...
Well I begin telling her about my family. My parents have divorced many years ago and I currently live with mum. I explained to Yulia that mum never remarried and is still single, although not unattractive but actually mum is a very attractive woman probably older than Yulia and is happy at where she is. Of course Yulia wants to know what type of relationshi...
Two years into my time as gigolo with Ron Vincent's business of providing escorts for the mature lady I had acquired quite a reputation. A good number of the clients asked for me on a regular basis. Having said that I'd had a few occasions which had ensured I kept my feet on the ground. Like the buxom fifty two year old madam, all blue rinse and chins who...
Another interesting lady I met while doing the courier work was Kaye, a trim brunette in her late thirties that stood around 5'8" barefoot, small to medium sized frame and smallish tits. She worked for Medex, a small company importing medical equipment, all high value stuff that came in bulk; we carried out the individual items to hospitals and doctors etc....
It was coming up on the High Holidays. Rosh Hashanah would be next Wednesday, and Yom Kippur would then follow on the next Friday. With a name like Wanda Ferguson you might not think I was Jewish. And I had the blond hair, of course. But I was Jewish, and my husband was Episcopalian. That was the world today. Anyway, I would attend the High Holidays every y...
Social Media I met him on social media. He was a friend of a friend. He was and still is single, father of two and a widower. He was quite handsome, very educated and well spoken. But, I was married and kept my distance and conversation limited to our commonalities. He seemed safe enough and agreed to keep his distance, only after saying to me, "If you ever...
Dear Kit, This is the most difficult letter I’ve ever written. I only wish I had the strength to tell you what I am about to say in person, but I don’t have that kind of courage. That’s why this letter is wrapped around a video cassette. A picture is worth a thousand words. Before you put the cassette in your VCR, let me try to prepare you for what you ar...
Calli stared at the phone and exhaled with a sigh of relief. She'd made it through another Friday night call from her mom. Again she'd managed to dodge the same questions and concerns she hears week after week: "Are you getting enough rest, Calli?" "Are you eating right, Calli?" "Met any new friends lately?" "Having Sam is good Calliope, but don't you nee...
Chapter 08 Hoping for the best, but receiving the worst reaction, Dave tells Susan that he loves her. Dave carried Susan's naked body to his bunk and put her down gently on her side as if she had been wounded in combat and he had carried her out of harm's way and to safety. Only, unlike he would if she was a wounded war buddy, he gave her a long, wet kiss...
Killer B – The Next Day That evening I found it difficult to concentrate. My mind kept going back to that totally unexpected encounter with Beryl. What a fucking (and sucking and licking) good time! Whenever I closed my eyes to try to sleep all I saw was the vision of her impaled on my cock with that radiant smile and those perfect tits. As I lay there in b...