The Vintage Port School for Girls was one of the most highly funded educational centers in the country and had been for some time. Superintendent Erica Chambers prided herself on this fact and even more so on the reason why. She entered the main building as she did every morning, admiring its meticulously cleaned hallways and smiling at the always pleasant...
With a click of the maitre d's finger, a small army of black-clad waiters bustled around the table, clearing plates and bringing clean glasses. Within moments, the detritus of the main course was removed leaving just the candles, sparkling glassware and rich luxuriant desserts. The Chairman took her hand and steered her firmly, but gently this time, to the...
After our first date, Romina and I meet in town for lunch. I see her walking up Union Street towards me and she looks knock-out. It is the middle of summer and sunny so she has dressed accordingly in a light knee length red and white floral pattern summer dress, white stilettos and a white hand bag. The red and white of her outfit compliments her caramel col...
The rain had stopped, but the cab's wipers still slapped in time on the glass. "That'll be eight fifty," the cabbie told her with a smile. Lucy fished a twenty out of her purse, "Keep the change, you earned it." He nodded and watched as she opened the door and got out, thinking how she got in the cab, looking like she had just been stung by a bee and it hurt...
Several years ago I had an opportunity to go out of town with my 'work wife' over the Valentine's Day week. Both of us had been experiencing rough times with our spouses, despite our best efforts, and neither of us had sex in many months. When we arrived in Minnesota for our class, I realized I had forgotten to pack underwear. Gina was delighted to help me...
Writers block is a total bastard for any author. You start with a brilliant idea for a story and somewhere along the line it no longer seems brilliant. The flow stops, the ideas dry up, and all that you are left with are scattered stagnant pools of words. I guess my biggest problem is that I try to come up with different scenarios for each of my stories. F...
After such intense carnal delight between Sam and I when finally we teased each other senseless and consummated our desire one for the other it was perhaps not surprising that some distance opened up between us and although being together as flatmates remained easy and uncomplicated I think that both of us were somewhat frightened by the intensity of the pas...
Forced To Have Sex As A Girl My wife and I were married for over 45 years. She was eight years older than me and one evening during our 30th year of marriage after we had finished having sex she told me sexual intercourse was not something she enjoyed doing as it was uncomfortable for her and she would prefer if we just stopped doing it completely. I was a...
My husband had been dropping hints for several months that he'd like a set of professionally taken boudoir photographs of me for his 40th birthday this summer. He'd show me websites of photographers in the area and offer to pay. Most just seemed sleazy. I wasn't against the idea per se, we've fooled around plenty in the bedroom (and outdoors too) with a dig...
It started off with little things, small suggestions, that quickly snowballed into perversion. My wife Carla, who for the first decade of our marriage displayed little interest in kinky sex games became a hot wife virtually overnight with total control over me... Carla is 44, has a very curvaceous ass, 34DD tits, and works as a doctor at the local hospital....