My wife Amy seems to have this power over me. There are times when I can
have an orgasm, and minutes later she does something to make me hard and
horny all over again. Take this story for example…
I had gone to work, but left some important papers at home and had to run
home between meetings. Right after …
They had known each other since the beginning of time. They even had the
picture of them together in the hospital nursery. They celebrated their
common birthday together every year. This year was hard for he was in
boarding school. He snuck out and met her in town. As was their tradition
since they were four, they went to the …
Some guys would have let Anne slide, but I knew Joe wouldn’t. As I calculated
their household expenses in preparation of their tax return, it became obvious
why Joe hadn’t been able to get his beloved Panhead chopper back on the road.
“Anne, what’s this $327 Visa charge from August?”
She frowned, then examined the reciept I handed to her. …
Read More →…tap tap tap.
“I see you’re using my name for this deidre
project.”
“Whose would I use?”
“I wasn’t consulted.”
“I see you’ve decided to crawl out of your little
bunny cage now. Where were you the other day when I
had time to do some writing?”
“Sleeping. Why are you calling it `Secrets’?
Isn’t that giving it away? How …
I was a college sophomore. I had money in the bank. I wasn’t yet
“legal” but I was no longer a teen. I was horny.
And, I had lost interest in romantic relationships.
So, I got into my car one night in October of 1985 and drove into the
city… the red light district.
It didn’t take long to spot …
Read More →Friday. All I could manage was a quick goodbye to daddy for fear my
tension would betray me. I drove only a few miles to the local
shopping mall and waited in the parking lot for 20 minutes. I stared
at the digital clock on the dash the whole time. Each change of the
glowing minute digit brought a new …
I looked at Patty out of the corner of my eye. I was afraid
I might show my true thoughts if I looked her directly in
the eyes. She was just sitting there waiting for me to
respond.
We were at a party at Gerald Wilcox house. Gerald is a young
single guy that’s new to town. He works at …
She’d had a good night’s sleep and was now awakening. Drifting, alone with
her dream, slowly reaching consciousness once more. She smiled as her dream
faded and reality started to return.
`I wonder what will happen today. Hopefully I won’t be rushed off my feet at
work,’ she thought to herself as she snuggled into her pillow again.
Her peace …
Read More →“Why are you following me?”
My voice caught; I was much too nervous to answer. I wanted, needed to
ask her out, but I felt too shy. I first saw her standing on the bus.
Couldn’t miss her actually. I was seated and, the bus being crowded, she
had to stand. She stood with her back to me, her backside …
She looked like a 1930’s gun moll. Sitting alone in the bar like that.
Smoking her cigarette.
Or rather she looked like a 1930’s era actress playing a gun moll.
Tough, sexy, sophisticated. Smarter than all the stiffs she hung
around. That kind of thing.
I had to laugh. She probably never heard of a ‘Gun Moll’. I could just…
Read More →For years I worked as a geriatrics nurse, specializing in
relaxation techniques. I had a wonderful and prestigious job at a
very posh facility, with patients mostly aged 70-80, (still well
enough to care about life.)
Mr. Peterson was a dear old fellow about 72 years old, who
enjoyed my company and conversation. He liked to hear about my
life, …
This here a follow-up on me and that sweet white Maureen. I have
been seein Maureen several time now, and we continue to have very
hot black/white sex.
She just love my fat, black dick, and I can’t gets enough of her
hot white pussy. Some days we spends more time lickin and suckin
each other than actual fuckin.
Last …
Read More →The doctor was leaning over the patient. A white male, age forty-six,
six-three in height, and two-forty in weight. And the proud owner of
thirty-seven stitches along the scalp line on the upper left side of
his head.
As he cut the last bit of thread, he said to his patient, “The
officers will want to talk to you in …
My eighteen year old niece Wilma was staying with us for the holidays.
Us being me, her Uncle Bill, my wife Maggie, and our four year old son
Brandon. My sister had divorced recently, and was struggling to get
her own life together. Giving her daughter a bit of family Christmas
cheer just seemed like a nice thing to do. …
Monday:
Jeff said, “Thanks for coming over. I think I’m doing something
wrong. Can you help me?”
“Sure,” Carol replied, “What’s going on?”
“When I try to import a new document into the system, I’m getting
this weird error message. I’m not sure what it means.”
“Let’s take a look. Oh, I see what that is. You aren’t doing anything…
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