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Earlier that day I found myself stuck in a major rut. My fiance had been over and had walked in while I was enjoying the next door neighbor, Amanda’s, breasts… Although Bill had stood and watched for over five minutes before being seen, I couldn’t help but feel embarassed and somewhat guilty. Amanda and I […]
His hands roamed across her body, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she felt his embrace; His tongue traced around her aereola as she moaned softly, enjoying the attentions of her lover. Then he was standing up as he pulled on his tight briefs again, Oh, how she loved a man with a tight […]
I was suppose to be spending the day with my mother by her house when she gets a call from work saying she has to go in right away. As we were getting ready to leave the doorbell rings it was the plumber mom totally forgot he was coming. So i offered to stay and […]
It was a perfect day for a bike ride, sunny with a few puffy white clouds, temperature in the high 70s and almost no breeze. But then, almost any day is perfect for a ride, isn’t it? But this day was perfection among perfect days. It started while I was in my front yard, getting […]
“Ms. Thomas?” I was stopped at the gate into the club community where the Cornell’s lived. “Yes, sir.” He smiled. “I’m not sir … just Al.” Al was probably in his early 60’s being a security guard for a bunch of rich people. I didn’t see a gun as he stood next to the guard […]
or some reason, I felt embarrassed as I walked along the hotel corridor in search of the room. The hotel was plush and I thought I saw Ms Duivel in the lobby bar with a group of women but couldn’t be sure. At last I found the room, used the key the room and entered, […]
I noticed a substantial change in Edward’s behaviour immediately following my allowing him relief. For the rest of the weekend I was not the centre of his attention and he was surly, sullen and resentful, sometimes angry. I noted this `post-orgasm behaviour’ for future reference, ignored him and simply enjoyed the rest of weekend, shopping […]
The time is 1942. The world is at war and George Hunt, an English spy somewhere in France, along with, Monique Rouge, a female member of the French Resistance, are picked up and are taken to Paris for interrogation. After the local SS intelligence agent can’t get anywhere they are turned over to the Gestapo. […]
Paul curtsied as Gloria entered her private quarters. He was, of course, standing ready and awaiting her return . . . as a lady’s maid should. “Fetch me a Campari and Soda, Pauline,” ordered Gloria crisply. “Yes, Ma’am . . . at once,” said Paul. This was his new form of address to his mistress. […]
She caught me at a bad time. With one hand I was cutting and pasting a code fix and with the other, I held a tuna salad sandwich I’d just taken a big bite out of. It wasn’t the best of times to meet a good-looking woman. I heard a rapping, as someone “knocked” on […]