I woke in the morning before Ginger, and she reminded me of the picture Michelle sent me that morning from Las Vegas, what seemed an eternity or two ago. Ginger apparently sleeps on her back; her hair was spread wildly around her, and the sheet was down to nearly to her waist. I thought I should take a picture for her to send to Eric, but couldn't pull mysel...
The words "Hey Gorgeous." Echoed from behind my seat at the bar. I let myself have a small smile before turning around to see the source. It was such a predictable and overused pickup line but one I had hoping to hear the moment I walked into the bar. Swiveling in my stool, my dress riding up just enough, I was greeted by a pleasant enough sight. The source...
Living alone has its perks. I can lounge around all day without showering, eat whatever I want, and toss my clothes on the floor without worrying about cleaning it up later. I was living the good life in my downtown apartment, only a bus ride from my University, and…say about 30 steps to my job. You see, I live in a flat above a café called On...
It was Wednesday and Joan Hughes was closing up the library. As the chief librarian it was her job to collect all the books that were lying around and put them back where they belonged and also to check all the computer terminals were closed down so she could turn them off. Joan was a lady in her late fifties. She had never married and had worked in the lib...
Please Note: This story is purely fiction *** One of the characters is an Episcopal priest, for those who don't know and will try to correct me: Episcopal Priests can and do marry. They are properly referred to as Priests, not Ministers *** Thank you & Enjoy. The cold little church was packed to capacity. Candles flickered along the center isle. Garla...
Mrs. Swanson was in the process of interviewing for the position of part-time weekend housekeeper when Miss Bridgeway interrupted and announced that Sara Lee Morton and her daughter Ruth were at the door. Surprised and at the same time delighted Mrs. Swanson nearly leapt from her seat and rushed to the door. "Sara, dear, why didn't you tell me you were comi...
It was the morning after the night before, and Peeta was spending the day on cloud nine. As busy as she was in work, she couldn't help think about her boss. The thought of Steve having her bent over his desk with his mammoth dick buried inside her sent shivers down her spine. He'd touched her in places no one else had; it'd been the best sex she'd ever had,...
It was the strangest request anyone had ever asked of me. And definitely the most dangerous. "What?" I asked again, slightly slurring my speech in my drunken condition. He wasn't as drunk and mostly played with his beer bottle. He showed very little emotion. "She's all yours for one day." I stared at him, trying to comprehend. "You want me to use your wif...
Rudolf Rheindier is an 18 year old college freshman, neither tall nor short, fairly handsome and basically slender. He's a guy you won't get into argument with because he's too well reserved. Being still a virgin bothers him a lot. His painful timidity is what holds back his manhood. His excitement when seated beside a girl could easily be smothered by phobi...
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