What a fun dinner it was. You both laughed and teased, talked about life, about game, about everything. You wore a little dress, pretty and a little short, but not shockingly so. The dress has built in support, so your "girls" are comfy in the dress without having to wear a bra. You remember when you picked it out, checking the padding in the cups of the dre...
This is the 2nd of a 3 chapter story. You will need to read chapter 1 for this to make sense. Chapter 3 will be posted in the Romance section. ***** My first stop was in London. While there, Sam wanted me to think about how the company could open a small office, probably in the UK, to support our quickly growing European and Middle Eastern business. I ne...
Around the time the sky goes black and the wind whistles like a biker gang of banshees I go from a guy concerned about getting a bit nippy to wondering how long I can make my food last. The weather forecast promised a week of clear, if cold, skies for my solo winter camping trip. It got cold right if nothing else. The place I'd chosen to camp was in a sha...
It is always windy on the prairies. Walking toward my on this windy June day is Debbie, the cutest chick in grade 12. Standing 5'2", shoulder length blond hair, sultry blue eyes, lips that beg to be kissed, small but perky breasts, tiny waist, rounded hips, great ass and shapely long legs. When she walks, her hips wiggle nicely causing her skirt or dress to...
This is a fictional account. Author's Note: Hope you all like this 4th story in the Two Captives series. I appreciate your feedback. Thanks to Techsan for his incredible editing. * When Sarah pulled Two Bears through his tepee door flap, she pushed him down on the bearskin rugs in the middle. Sarah closed the flap as Two Bears reached for a log and added...
"For the panic of the wilderness called to him in that far voice—the power of untamed distance, the desolation that destroys. He knew in that moment all the pains of someone hopelessly and irretrievably. He had seen the Wendigo." -Algernon Blackwood, "The Wendigo". *** Four of us went up: Shawna, Eric, Karina, and me. I'm the only one who came back. The...
Ben Roberts leaned into the howling wind as he walked down the windswept beach. First day of holidays and a hurricane is approaching! Not that he minded, he quite liked the wild weather and at 18 years he was the only teen in a three family holiday. Although it was the middle of the afternoon it was almost dark, the angry clouds black, heavy and threatening...
I could see you on the horizon in the distance, standing on the beach. The wind from the approaching storm was stirring from the south, and it was making your gown ripple and flow from your body. From this distance I could just make out the subtle curve of your hips, the strong posture of your shoulders on the windward side. You stood still there on the shor...
The day was beautiful; warm and sunny, without a cloud in the sky. Today was the day I would realize every biker chick's fantasy of riding her motorcycle totally naked along a lonely stretch of desert highway. I was wearing a yellow sundress with no bra or panties, and a pair of white canvas shoes. The idea was to sit on the dress until I left Palm Springs,...
"Dad, you're kidding. Right?" "No Son. I need your help. This is an important contract and I need to get this sloop out of the yard in Annapolis and to the Port of Seattle by the twenty-first." "Yeah, but can't you get one of the other drivers to do it? I wanted to spend some time skiing." "Son, I have a responsibility to the people that work for me. I wo...