Please tell me what you think! I'm I the only married man that enjoys having his wife in pantyhose? Am I the only man who is lucky to have a wife that enjoys role playing? * Start: I'm not sure really sure when it started or how it started but for as long as I can remember I've loved pantyhose. My mom worked at a bank during the day and at night in a rest...
"Abner...ABNER!," Mrs. Kravitz was yelling, "there's something weird going on over at the Stevens house." She turned back from the window to see if Abner was listening to her, a pair of binoculars poised in her hands. "Mrs. Stevens is bent over a bench wearing nothing but black stockings and heels and Mr. Stevens isn't wearing anything but a pair of patent l...
White-out conditions are never fun. We get late March blizzards in Wyoming, but this was into its third day. The forecast said it would break around midnight, but the animals didn't know that, so I had to make my way to the barn and look in on them. Fortunately, I'd strung a wire from the house to the barn so I could get there without getting lost. I know tw...
Gentle Reader; this is a different kind of love story. It is about two people; two very special people, who in a very unorthodox way find the person that makes them whole. Make no mistake about it; what they have is an intense and devoted love. Enjoy. ~*~ She heard the garage door opening. Mouse set his cup of coffee on the table and quickly made her way...
"I can't believe that asshole! It's a blizzard out there, how could he make you stay late?" Jenny said, he voice tinny and distant from April's cell-phone. April looked up at the fat, gray clouds, almost impossible to see through the veil of snow falling around her as she walked down the street. "It's my own fault, I didn't even say no." April replied. "Bu...
I was at dinner with a co-worker. I didn't know her very well, as she was from a branch of the company located in another town. We had both been brought to headquarters to work on a special project with a group who worked there. Each day they all went home after work, and, after several days of taking work back to our respective hotel rooms, Sarah suggested...
I entered the stateroom a few minutes behind my Lord, as He had instructed, warm, tanned and relaxed after a morning being pampered by my Lord with a permitted massage in the day spa, then an afternoon spent tanning and swimming. The pool area had not been crowded, and the warm sun had left me very aroused, which my Lord well knew, having spent a good deal o...
I do feel a bit guilty coming home late, after having such mind-blowing sex. Far-out sex. As I park the Prius and leave the car in our garage, I remember the feel of Peyton's corset. It's 9:30 and Hadley's already in bed half asleep. She doesn't ask about my late arrival or wonder just what the heck Peyton was doing with me. Part of it's because she has to...
I watched Rachel's toned backside as she strode uphill, her shorts pulling tight with each step. It was a good view and I felt a tingle in my cock. I hitched my rucksack up; Rachel had put some extra things in it, lunch she said, and it felt heavy. 'Are you going to tell me where we're going?' I asked. She patted the map that was tucked into her rucksack'...
I woke up and had no idea where I was. The room was like a prison cell. I was strapped to a steel bunk that was bolted to the wall. I was lying atop a thin mattress and covered with a coarse wool blanket. There was a stainless steel toilet and sink bolted to the concrete wall. The toilet had no seat; you sat on the bare metal. There were two rolls of toilet...