His fantasy is simple. He enjoys asking me to do things, and then describe it in detail. I'm very shy, but something about his requests excite me. The first one should have been easy for me to do. It was to leave the house without any panties on. That simple request had me blushing from head to toe, but I did it. It was a rush to have a secret that only the...
After a long day at work, you come home finding me in only a t shirt and a teasing smile. I tell you to sit down on the couch and relax. Climbing onto the couch behind you I begin rubbing the tension out of your neck and shoulders in slow circles, massaging your day away. As you begin to relax, I gently nip your ear. The feeling of the warmth of my mouth sen...
I spent the entire day at the office, trying to figure out what to do about having so much work and not enough hours in the day to get it all accomplished. Decided that it didn't make any difference how late I worked, I would still always be behind, so decided to call it a night and go on home I stopped on the way home and got some take out food for dinner,...
It's been a bitch of a day. You've alternated between wanting to kill people and just bursting into tears for hours. You're exhausted, and to add to the stress, there's been a huge cock up at the hotel meaning half the cast and crew are now "camping out" in your house, as it was the nearest place to the set. You've been waiting to use the bathroom for what...
I pull into the driveway, checking the address. Pretty sure it is the right house, but I've never been here before. Out of the car, walking to the front door -- wondering to myself "Am I really going to see her again, after all this time?" And hearing the answer, loudly unspoken "Yes." I can hear your footsteps approaching the front door, a familiar pace, a...
School Clerk by day, Erotic Writer by night. That was one of the first ways he used to describe me. I found some humor in that, it brought a smile to my face. I had shared with him my first story. But there was also so much more, and he wanted to get to know that part of me. I found him tempting too… his voice, his gentleness, his fantasies. We hadn’t known...
TRAVLINMAN: Oh, good, glad I caught you on. HONEY: I was hoping you'd be on tonight. I was waiting. TRAVLINMAN: It's past your bedtime. HONEY: I missed you. Couldn't sleep. TRAVLINMAN: I miss you too. How was your day? HONEY: Good. Work was boring, but that's a good thing sometimes. TRAVLINMAN: I bet. Anything new? HONEY: No. How was your day? TRAVLI...
Chapter 1 Even as you manoeuvre your car to the side of the road your twitching in your chair, you can feel your palms sweaty and shaking trying to grip the wheel as best you can. Your not quite sure how you've found yourself in this position, and if your totally honest you're not sure if it is the right thing to do you can feel the pangs of guilt deep in y...
INTERACTIONS The following is a series of posts from a forum I belong to. I have permission to use the female portions from their posts and some of my responses or the 'triggers' the made them post in the first place. I have learned that women and men, with regards to sexual arousal are not as different as we have been led to believe. I have attempted to...
Caroline and I have known each other practically our whole lives. We didn't live right next to each other, but close enough...she lived on the corner, and I lived five doors down, across the road. I met her at the bus stop in fourth grade. Her family was new in town. She was a year younger, quiet, and sat alone, ignoring all the noise and spitballs flying ac...