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Sales, thought Jeff, is hell.
This insight into the universe came to him on the 8:00 night
flight to Chicago, a trip which had forced the cancellation of his
annual Valentine’s Day date with his wife. With their dual careers, it
was hard enough to get time together for a quiet evening, much less a
special occasion. Nancy was lecturing …
She was breathless. I could smell the intermingled perfumes of Justine
and the girl, underlined with a deeper musk.
Justine leant forward and pressed her lips briefly to mine.
Then turned her head towards the girl.
The girl opened her eyes and they smiled at each other; so close their
noses were almost touching.
“Oh, my,” the girl was breathless. …
The last time that Ken wore a suit and tie was at _Le Buse Et Crachat_ and
tugged at his tie uncomfortably as he entered the hall in a local firehouse
where _DiSH_ were holding their New Year’s Eve party.
Things were going well between him and Brenda. Though they didn’t come as
a couple tonight, they had planned to …
It was a warm autumn evening in New Orleans, and the air was thick with the scent of jambalaya and the distant sound of jazz. I was sitting at the bar in The Spotted Cat, nursing a Sazerac, when she walked in. Her name was Isabella, a sultry brunette with olive skin, fiery eyes, and curves that could make a …
Read More →My hubby and I were treating ourselves to dinner and a night at the Hilton in Sydney (Australia) back in the early 1980’s. It was my 23rd birthday and I had a little too much to drink and was feeling rather disinhibited and horny. At dinner, my hubby slipped his hands up my wet knickers, and teasingly caressed my clit …
Read More →I am 22 years old, 5’6″ tall, long straight black hair, and I
have an athletic body. I live in the suburbs of Nashville, TN.
Just outside of Nashville is a fairly large public park. This is
where my story takes place.
It was a beautiful spring day and I decided that a little
adventure was in order. I woke …
Li’sar lay under the warm furs in the darkness, her body all scrunched up,
pondering what would happen to her. She was warm and surrounded by others, yet
she felt cold and alone.
Light suddenly entered the chamber, it was Master Balad, one of the slavers.
“Time to get up” he instructed. This would be the third day since she …
I was in the small toilet block in the university Art’s Faculty’s upper
story where I had cleaned up, but was still naked under my coat. I was left
flushed by Abby and Jess, horny and panting for more. The office and other
staff had gone for the night and the few academic staff that might use this
block would …
I was out for a hot Saturday afternoon run in July when I saw her. She was walking a dog in the field adjacent to where the jogging trail passed by the playground. She wore white shorts and a sleeveless red top. She was still a fox and her body was still fine, just like it was back when we …
Read More →When I wrote “Anna, Susan, Sandra, Sis, and me”, it was a personal
experiment writing a story as dialog only. I didn’t get much feedback but
three out of the four letters asked for a sequel to the story. This was
never my intention but when I read the story again, I realised that the
story and characters held promises …
It had been a long day of teaching and he was tired and ready for a
beer when he arrived at his house. There was a strange car parked in
front of it as he arrived. As he parked he saw that it was one of his
students, a young woman who had been struggling in his accounting
class. He …
It was working out quite well. I had hired Niki for
one of my staff positions a couple months before. She
was a little light on experience but made up for that
with maturity and attitude. Since I couldn’t get my
boss to pay market wages, I was quite happy to have
Niki.
Niki was divorced and trying to build …
Read More →For a while we just served small talk back and forth. Do you
like your work I asked? It’s okay. I did the same thing at the
last place I worked so I’m use to it.
All during her responses I just watched her. Her almond shaped
dark brown eyes. Her slender straight nose. She had high cheek
bones attached …
Detective Lansing removed his black hat and lightly knocked on the
apartment door. A few moments later, the door slowly opened.
“Can I help you,” a girl behind the door asked, suspiciously.
The detective noticed that she had a cute face. She looked to be a
woman of about twenty years old with shoulder length brown hair and
stylish eyeglasses.…
Henry is not put off easily. He demands my passion no matter how much he
mourns Laurie fucked last month.
Frustration as blank walls fitted together in a maze show his thrashing. I
ask him everyday how it feels to be taken and left aroused without climax.
That question suits Henry. He wants to know how it feels to fuck …