I used to go to this topless club in Indianapolis that had a great 3-for-1 drink special between 3 PM and 5 PM weekdays. That's the slow period, and so they were trying to get customers in. It wasn't really working, as the place was nearly dead, but, personally—aside from the happy hour there--that's my favorite time to be in a strip club because the ratio...
If you had the opportunity to know the exact day on which you were going to die, or say, by some unknown circumstance, you could foresee some fantastic event that might change your life, would you really want to know? I used to think that I would. That was until recently and now, I can honestly say, I was happy with the surprise. You see at 56 years old, I...
First, I would walk in the room. You would see the lustful look on my face and realize this is a moment in time that has been dreamed about for a long time. Immediately you know how much I want and have wanted you from that first day I saw you at the fair. I tell you to relax and let me make you feel like the woman that you are. I ask you if you trust me .....
Jen wakes up on the beach several hours later. She sits up and raises her arms above her head as she lets out a loud yawn. Jen looks from side to side but she cannot see Crystal anywhere. "Damn it, where did she go?" Jen mutters to herself. Jen wonders if Crystal has left her alone on the beach to fend for herself. While she has grown accustomed to going t...
I hurried home from the pool to get ready for the party, since I'd been totally overdoing my training lately and was anxious to take a break. Took a shower with decent soap, so much nicer than at the pool, shaving my legs and underarms. Trimmed my pussy carefully, since you never know when you meet someone at a party and .... Having just met the hosts for t...
This is a true story that happened some years ago, but the memory is still fresh. One of my wife's (and mine) closest friends was a woman that my wife worked with. The friend's name is Janet and she was at our house often and was like an aunt to our two children. Janet was fun, smart and lively. She also happened to be a lesbian. Her homosexuality was not r...
The automatic gate slammed shut behind our U-Haul trailer. We're were moving into our dream home in Tuscany Estates, a yuppie's fantasy Italian village recreated in American suburbia. It was a theme park, Olive Garden-vision of Italy. As a reminder of the glory of ancient Rome, broken columns were clumped together like pickup-sticks as the centerpiece for d...
"Those who fear the facts will forever try to discredit the fact-finders." ― Denis Diderot Fuck the all-bacon diets; the gastric sleeve; or washed-up celebrities hockin' multi-level marketing weight loss programs on late night TV! Most people would shed a hundred pounds, if they trashed their stupidity. Should you fail to have received the memo, the under...
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I'd been divorced for six months when Jamie and I met. She was 34, twelve years my junior, and beautiful in a girl next door way. Her long and wavy sandy brown hair framed a pretty face beset with gorgeous hazel eyes and a warm inviting smile. We met at the pool at Sport and Health. I was training for a triathlon and she was taking a water aerobics class....