MaMa had spoken to her husband and he suggested to ask Mr. Broadwood if he could call in 2 weeks, the 23rd, she said she would check her calendar to make sure they were all "Clear" for being naked. They were, so she wrote to Mr. Broadwood. My Dear Mr. Broadwood, Excuse the informal greeting but after your visit we all feel you are more a friend now. My h...
I am a 40 year old typical soccer mom who leads a pretty conventional life. My stories are based on my fantasies. Most deal with the humiliation of older women by younger women, in the style of my favorite authors such as Cowgirl, Couture, Phoenix Arrow and Jane Parks. This is my first story (part 2), I hope you enjoy it. I'm working on further chapters, and...
It was late at the police station. Everyone had gone home or was out on patrol. And Porter and Blair were taking full advantage of that. Currently, Blair was on her back on Porter's desk, legs wrapped around her captain as he drove into her. Porter had her wrists pinned down on either side of her head, and his tongue wrestled with hers as he kissed her deep...
Thank you for all the nice comments, it is always so appreciated. * Walking back into school on the first day after the holiday was a bit surreal, I felt completely changed. I had a boyfriend, I'd done some very dirty things, some very, very dirty things to be precise. I still didn't have any panties on as I walked thought the school, I felt even more w...
The last time my daughter, Lee-Anne, got into real trouble with me was when she was fifteen. I received a phone call from a friend telling me that she and her best friend, Sophia, had been caught shoplifting. It was one of those cases where it was just for fun and a laugh until they got caught. I asked my friend if it was OK if I was allowed to handle it. I...
The phone rang, which snapped me out of my reverie; I composed my self, went back to my desk and answered. It was reception to tell me that Jack Long the QC had arrived to discuss the brief. "Send him up," I said and busied myself, organising the pile of documents on my desk ready to hand over to Jack. The door opened, and Kimberly ushered Jack into the roo...
As I sit in front of my computer, I wonder when the day will come when I will stop yearning for you. I wonder when my body will stop weeping for your touch, your kiss. I am dying inside not being able to be with you at this moment. I have already touched myself twice today, bringing myself to shuttering climaxes but they are not enough. I want you. I open...
On Susan Major's desk the telephone rang. She glanced at it with a frown. That was all she needed. Didn't the world and their ape know that she was up to her eyebrows in work and with a never-ending pile of more work that stretched to the dim and distant horizon to be done? Why is there never a temp around when you need one? Hopefully, whoever it was would...
I, Sara Kramer, was very good at my job. A mere 22 years-old, I had just graduated from college four months ago as a Pre-Law Major. I had become a temp with an agency here in town as I took some time off from school, and had been assigned to Sutter Law. Four months ago, I started working as an office manager with dreams of becoming a lawyer one day. Now... n...
'Friends of the Sydney Symphony Orchestra request the pleasure of Mr. & Mrs. P. O'Brien.' The invitation had arrived weeks earlier and reluctantly Peter had accepted. Immediately after Christmas, they flew to Sydney and Jennifer went shopping for an evening gown by herself. She adamantly refused to tell Peter what she had purchased or to model it for him....