Irene O'Reilly was working up a good sweat on her daily five-mile run through town. The 61-year-old white-haired beauty loved her runs, particularly on Saturday when she could take her time and not worry about rushing to work as a school principal. She was tall, five-eight, willowy at an athletic 130 pounds, all arms and legs pumping swiftly as she ran the...
It was like any other day in the Henderson household Jeff was running late for work tripping over the kid’s toys as he rushed for the front door. Katie ushered the children into the bathroom ordering them to brush their teeth and dress or they would be late for school. Katie took a deep breath as tranquillity fell upon the house, quiet at last she thought....
by Steve. Bloody machine! Don't you just hate that? The very day your wife needs her favourite dress washed, your frigging washing machine breaks down and you have to go to the local laundromat. Dee & I were heading out to a cocktail party for my work when our machine decided to chuck it in and spew water all over the laundry floor. Dammit! I grabbed my...
Grabbing his basket of folded clothes, John was about to leave the area Laundromat when a late-comer entered. He froze. It was her, his 'laundry girl'. A brunette that had been here the last couple of times he'd come to do wash. Before she could see him, he took his basket of clean clothes and dumped it back into the washing machine and started it up. Sl...
Chapter 1: Laundry Day I spent a summer once traveling with a good friend of mine. Jeanie and I worked together that previous year as lifeguards at a country club pool complex. We were both sophomores at the local university and decided we needed a road trip to celebrate the end of summer. We had a flirtatious relationship, but nothing beyond that. We would...
To SweetSara with love and spanks. I lie in bed feeling nicely spent after my morning romp with Sara, and watch her pad back from the shower to dry off in front of the full-length mirror. She runs the towel over her petite, young body and, as a tease just for me, bends forward slightly and moves it slowly between her legs, back and forth to dry those delica...
Author's Notes Remember, as a child, that ominous feeling you experienced when going into the basement? Perhaps your mother asked you to fetch an onion from the cellar, or to take that little pile of clothes down and throw it in the laundry sink. For me, garbage bags were to blame. We used to keep them across from the washing machine, and when one was neede...
Dee woke late the next day after a restful nights sleep. As she worked at least one day of the weekend she usually had at least one day off during the week, today being one of them. Sara had work and had already left. Washing and housework was her agenda today but first she sat with a cuppa to wake herself up properly. She didn't bother dressing, there was...
Author's Note: Part II starts immediately following the events of Part I. This took me a little longer than originally intended to write. For all who enjoy this work please contact me or leave comments as I like to hear what my readers think. "I'm calling the police," Alicia said. All of my hopes and dreams withered before my eyes. I was in law school....
Author's note: If the "N" word upsets you give this one a pass. * These afternoon card games are getting out of hand thought Karen as her fingers slipped under the table, her cards forgotten. First one finger, then two as listened to her friend Becky. The fingers slid in easily, her pussy already wet from the visions that Becky's story conjured up. She cou...