She slowly slid her bare foot up his pants leg under the table. She drew her shoulders back making her breasts appear larger. She tilted her head coyly and lowered her eyelids to halfmast. "Mr. Devereaux. If I didn't know better I'd think you were trying to seduce me." She leaned closer and lowered her voice to a husky whisper. Her hand moved up along his i...
Keith knew his wife to a woman of strong passions. He could sense the hate she felt towards Frank Core. She was going to make him pay and the punishment his wife would mete out would be well deserved. Paula grabbed Core by his collar and started paint slapping him, "So woman are whores for you?" The former VP tried to resist but was no match for her rage....
"Well, I was jest mindin' me own business, walkin along ole Stotter Road and where the gate was there, and almost got run over by horses, a score or more!" We all looked at Evan, expectant as he doffed his coat and shook the cold from his arms. He was a keen story-teller and a tale from him was always a treat. "Do tell," I answered him, and the crowd around...
Conventionalism is boring this is why Zara made a promise to herself at an early age that she would never become the thing she so despised, at 21 with the whole world in front of her she never looked back. She realised that she wasn't normal, and she revelled in it, her startling image was always bound to catch an eye. She found gratification in turning hea...
Copyright 2010 Del Edwards It had started as a friendly invitation for a Saturday night dinner where she would introduce her friend Patti to him. Over time she had offered to fix him up with one or another of her girlfriends several times. She liked to call herself a 'social engineer.' He had always declined until now and wasn't exactly sure why he had chan...
She was beautiful. But it was more than surface beauty. The inner beauty showed in her eyes... those eyes that he kept going back to. When he looked over his shoulder as if trying to spot someone, or when he gazed into the mirror behind the bar. But, what was the point? She was with someone... and both of them were wearing wedding rings. No way was he goin...
The usual disclaimers: if you don't like it, close it or don't open it. There is a sound that wood makes when it is stressed. A certain pull of the grain and a low harp sound when your wrists are tied to it and you move. A certain secure feeling...maybe longing for something different. Tugging and release so much a part of the tie up. She looks at me and...
This is the story of someone's death - a guy named Al. I liked Al, he was a great guy. Always busy with this or that and a lot of fun to be with. But he died a few years back. I know, I was there. Sure, people still see him around but now he's known as "Linda's Good Boy" or just "Good Boy" and is he is happier than he's ever been. I should know, I'm am Good...
Presently, Porn legend and internationally famous macho man Mark Davis is lying on his back, legs spread. Drilling a gigantic strap-on dildo deep into his ass is the stern and lovely Mistress Sandra Romain. Mark Davis had always wanted to try submission and he couldn't see himself doing it with anyone other than Mistress Sandra Romain. Other women simply wer...
Chapter 3: A Call During Sunday Lunch Note to Reader: Thanks for being with us! Sharing story pretty much as it happened – helpful to read earlier chapters first. Appreciative of your vote and feedback! Her son, home from college got up to take the call in the kitchen. Son, please tell the caller that we are finishing our family lunch with our guests from...