Alison swore to keep their secret to the grave until they felt it was time for everyone to know. They went shopping and discussed everything. The guys were are tour again, with a bunch of other bands, most of them their friends. Jordyn stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around her hair and body before stepping up to the sink and brushing her teeth. She then went into her bedroom, she smiled as she moved to the music that was blaring out of her stereo speakers and looked in her closet for a cute outfit to wear. Sully had no idea she was coming to surprise him. She figured it was about time, she hadn't seen them play in such a long time. The only person to know she was coming was the bands manager who got her on a ticket and backstage pass. She finally decided upon her attire, a black, lace string thong, a tight, short black skirt and a revealing leather corset top that pushed together and up in just the perfect amount. She put everything on then went back into the bathroom to do her hair and make up. She then slipped on her laced up hooker boots. She grabbed his leather coat slipping it on, grabbing her cell, smokes and keys. She wouldn't need any money she would have everything she needed. Jordyn locked up her place, got into her car and drove to the venue which was a couple of hours away. It was good, she'd stop for food on the way, eat it as she drove, rock out to the bands music and get there in good timing. She might get there a bit late but she didn't care she …
Secretarial Duties
[with thanks to my muse] “Wow, babe! You look really hot! Are you trying to seduce your new manager?” Bill looked up from his eggs and eyed Patricia. “Want some coffee, hun? Maybe got time for breakfast with me? Before you go hit on Mr. Krushank.” Patricia was wearing heels, a short, tight skirt, and Bill's favorite low-cut top. He didn't know it, but she also had her best pearls in her purse, along with black Wolford stockings, her travel sized vial of Cartier Baiser Vole, and a small make-up case. “No, silly, you're supposed to meet me tonight for dinner downtown, remember?” “Oh, yeah. I forgot. Sorry, babe. I'll be there…what, about 7:00? Where? City Fish?” “Umm. Coffee's good. Yes, that sounds good … 7:00 at City Fish. You make the reservations. I’ll call you if something comes up.” “I was going to the cleaner's today, babe – do you need anything dropped off?” Bill was currently unemployed and played the role of house-husband. He was having a lot of trouble finding a job, because he was too qualified for entry-level positions. Until he was laid off, he was the primary bread-winner. Now, he took care of the house – the house cleaner was too expensive to keep – and did most of the cooking. It was pretty clear that Bill was feeling a lot of stress about the situation. They weren't in serious financial trouble, at least, not yet. But he was under a lot of pressure. He used to call Patricia his trophy wife – she was ten years younger, but with her Chinese heritage, she …
Please Fuck My Mom!
Lindsey was concerned! Her father who had always been an asshole had walked out on her and her mom. As far as Lindsey was concerned this was a good thing! That unfortunately was not the same for her mother, Trudy. Trudy had just turned forty and while Lindsey thought of her mom as smart and pretty, Trudy consider herself as unattractive. For the first month Trudy cried a lot and spent most if her time in bed. Lindsey believed this would come to an end but when it did not change decided she needed to talk with her mom. "Mom, you need to pull yourself together. You need to get put. You need to find a guy and go on a date." Lindsey said "Baby, no man is ever going to want to be with me! Guys do not like old skinny hags like me!" Trudy said as she let tears run down her face "Mom you are pretty and you know how to please a man. There will be plenty of guys that are going to interested in you!" From there the conversation ran over the same ground repeatedly. As Lindsey walked away she was more concerned than ever! She decided she needed to talk with someone so she visited her boyfriend Brian. When she got there Frank was with him. "My mom is a mess! She really thinks that no guy would ever want to be with her ever!" She started "That' bullshit! Your mom is hot for an older lady" Brian said "Hell yeah! Your dad fucked up big leaving her!" Frank added "I know that but mom thinks her life is over!" Lindsey said "What …
Forbidden Love
My heart aches I cannot believe it But I think I have fallen for you I know it cannot be That I should not feel this way Yet every time I take a breath You are on my mind We are so far apart Yet so close It feels as if I tried hard enough I could reach out and touch you These feelings that I feel I am sure are forbidden Still they exist I cannot hide them They burn within my soul It brightens my day Every time you cross my mind Every time I think of you We cannot be together It simply is not right To love each other The way we do
five warnings
Dark 2014 DarkWanderer.net All Rights Reserved More Stories By This Author | Printable Version Five Warnings Written by Meatlocker / Jun15, 2004 Five WARNINGS By Meatlocker This story is from a white husband's viewpoint. It is to be taken as a warning to other white men who are thinking of letting their ladies go black. First a little background, we've been married for 11 years, our sex life was good not great. We had tried other partners, all white men, but they seemed to not add to our sexual experience. Then, earlier this year, a black male that my wife worked with,began making sexual advances towards her. My wife had never been with a black man nor had she ever made mention of a desire to. So I was a bit surprised when she grew intent on having sex with a black. She did, and her experience was a resounding dud. This guy was not well endowed, nor very attentive to my wife's needs. She was disappointed that all those myths she had heard were untrue. I should point out that my wife is a size queen. We have a varied collection of toys in sizes that would scare the average woman from attempting use. A few weeks passed and my wife began a friendship with an older, (we are in our early 30's and he is in his late 50's), black man named Bill. Eventually she came to discover that he had a thing for younger married white woman. My wife thought, correctly, that Bill would want more than just a casual friendship. I told her whatver she decided was fine with me. (Warning #1: Never …
My sisters workout part 2
"Mom?" "Brian, what happen? You guys at home?" "Yeah, We are here.." "I'm gonna be late, Look after your sister, okay? Don't leave her alone". "I know , I know, She is not a kid by the way.." As soon as we came home, I called my mother to tell about what happened. Actually I told bunch of lies, that we discussed on our way home. My sister told me, mom went to the hospital to visit our neighbour Janet. They are a young couple that moved here a while ago. Janet was pregnant, she had a baby last night. Julie went to take a shower as soon as we set foot in to our house. She told me , She feel very tired and got a headache. I knew she want some privacy, So I went to our parent's room to wash my self. After I finished cleaning my self, I found a clean pant and a t-shirt.' I need something to eat'. I could hear my stomach grumbling. There's not much in the kitchen for my taste. I made some sandwiches best as I could from the things I found, I left two for Jules. She was still taking her shower. It was enough for me to fill my hunger, I laid on couch, thinking about the things we did. I can still feel her smell, soft body, 'i fucked her twice, no no not twice, I made love to her first, second time I fucked her brains out'. In those thoughts I drifted in to sleep in our living room. I felt someone nudge my shoulder, "mmm… What?" I barely opened my eyes, it was mom, she was smiling, looking at me. "Huh?" What's so funny? I can't remember the last time she smile at me. That's when I …
My Marker
I wasn't always fond of this girl. She annoyed me…. I thought she smelled like ketchup. I was pretty mean to this girl. I didn't want to sit next to her or nothing. Who would have known I would lust for this girl even still today? Not me that's for sure. I don't know maybe deep down inside I was aggravated because I wanted to feel her body on me so I took it out on her. Poor girl,but I think I made it up to her if you know what I mean. I'm not exactly sure of when I became friendly to her,but I know when and how it started getting sexual. Oh by the way hi I'm a girl too call me One and let's call her Two. Two is my neighbor still to this day. She has dark brown hair, and brown eyes and light brown skin same with me,but we're not the same race. She's attractive to me especially since her boobs got bigger and her butt not that I'm into butt. Two and I had classes together and somewhere along the line we became friends or as I would now call it friends with benefits. Here's how it all started Two and I were hanging out as usual and she had a riding toy that was able to allow both of us to ride at the same time she would ride in the front and me in the back. It was like a small motorcycle. We decided to ride down a big hill and down we went when all of a sudden it slowed down we had to get up the hill so I pushed using both of my feet while still sitting down. My legs were open and her butt was placed nicely between. She said push so I did. I pushed, and pushed, and pushed …
Skin on Skin
This story was written at the request of my new friend Roxii, who wanted to know how I thought our first encounter might go… From the moment she said "why haven't you kissed me yet?", I knew I'd wipe the paint from her lips. And as I lay on my back next to her, all sweaty and out of breath, I wondered how I could ever be so naive to think that the night might've gone any other way… Roxii and I had been talking online for a few months. We'd met on an adult dating site, and given that she lives in the USA and I in Australia, we'd never met in person. We are both married and were both looking for some stimulating conversation away from home. Roxii is intoxicatingly sexy…she's intelligent, witty, and she has a dirty mind, which was everything I was looking for in a new friend. We'd exchanged plenty of photos, and her looks lived up to the hype that her personality created. At just 5'5, she had a real "girl next door" look about her: big innocent eyes highlighted her pretty face, framed by her blonde hair. She had curves I couldn't ignore…full, perky breasts and an amazing ass that turned me on every time I saw it. Needless to say, I was hooked from the very beginning! A few weeks ago, Roxii had told me that she had been asked to fly to Australia to work with a local surfwear brand. As soon as I read those words, my chest (among other things) tightened. Anxiety, anticipation, excitement, and about a dozen other emotions hit me like a wave…we'd spoken about what might …
A little fable
As it appears to go with Internet dating, I met up with a couple of ladies over the last month but there wasn't really any spark and so, after an awkward hour or so of small talk and eating, we went our separate ways. Then I found Christina's profile, she got my attention and we arranged a date. It went very well indeed. We ate at an Indian and the conversation was easy and fast-flowing. We had a lot of things in common, we laughed at a few of the same things and – as it turned out – we even had a couple of mutual friends. Better, she was very straight talking and that was a real relief – on a lot of dates, you tend to skirt around subjects in case you offend the other person, but Christina wasn't like that at all – she said it how she saw it and she was quite open about sex (which is always nice). As the evening wore on, I found myself liking Christina even more and it wasn't hard too. She was a great looking lady, medium height and slim, with small-ish boobs and dark hair. More than all of that, she was bl**dy gorgeous – genuinely bl**dy gorgeous. Beautiful, even. For the date, she was wearing a simple, knee length dress and heels and I kept telling her how great she looked, though I don't think she believed me all that much. The meal ate, conversations pursued, I took her home at around eleven. We pulled up outside her house, a neat two-bedroom new build near Duston and I expected perhaps a little goodnight kiss and I'd be on my way. "Did you want to come in for …
Clubbing
I hadn’t been clubbing for years and my heels were really making my feet ache, I was chastising myself for choosing them, but I do like the glances I get when I wear them, so I thought why not. The same reasoning had gone into my choice of outfit. A had chosen a plain little black dress, again not the most sensible for a night out in October. But I may as well get some reward from all the time spent at the Health club. We had been at the club for about an hour and a half, four of us from the office had thought it would be fun. My thirty something feet were clearly not as comfortable at this as my twenty something friends. I was leaning on the hand rail of the dimly lit balcony overlooking the crowded dance floor. I could see my friends enjoying the company of some guys that had hit on us just after we arrived. I had gone upstairs to get away from the heaving bodies and the intense music. I like to people watch, and as I was soaking in the atmosphere, just watching. I could feel the glasses of wine from earlier working its miracle on tense muscles, I was starting to relax. It was then that I saw him. Tall, well-built, and a wonderful smile. He wore a dark suit and looked to be in his early 40’s. He was on the edge of the dance floor talking to a brunette; she was undressing him with her eyes whenever he glanced away. But you could tell he was not looking at her with the same intentions. Everything about him exuded power, it was quite a turn on. I was shocked when I altered …
My Friend, the Photographer
I had a friend who was older than me, by quite a few years. His name was Warren and he was an established photographer. He got me into photography by giving me my first real camera when I was sever teen, taught me how to frame subjects, how to measure light, how to make the best of what light there was, how to use lighting and strobes, and shadows, and the dark room. He was into creative lighting and using fading and shadowing in the dark room. He taught me what poses really were, and how to make the best of situation photography. Under his guidance, I took my first semi-nudes, and nude studies, and later my first pornography. He gave me an old Yashika Mat 124G he had used for several years, set up my first dark room, and supplied me with film and chemicals, and an occasional willing model. He showed me my first porn — which included straight, lesbian and gay, and answered that age-old question of is it wrong for two buys to do that ? His answer was no, not all, as long as I was careful and discrete. When I persisted about gay associations and sex — and it was some time after that time when I saw the porn — he broke out the photo album, put it on the table in front of us, and we sat there in his studio looking at them, and I got an obvious erection. Warren reached over and put his hand on my erect penis and just let his warm hand lay there. He would turn a page, and I would stare at a picture of some guy sucking a cock, and I could feel that warm hand on me, and it was …
Girlfriends Mom
I met my girlfriend Tina at a computer conference in Chicago. We were seated next to each other and there was a natural attraction between us. She had graduated from college recently and working in information technology. I was a divorced 35 year old male and managed a IT group. After talking to her, I found that she worked in Seattle , the very same city I lived in. We spent some time together in Chicago and when we got back to Seattle we started to date. Tina, a petite Asian woman , about 5'2" with average breasts , 33c , slender with a nice golden tan. She has a very sweet personality and an intelligent conversationalist. We held a lot of passion for one another, we make love every night. We became inseparable with her moving in with me. I live in an older neighborhood , and in a large rustic home. About six months into our relationship, Tina's mom who lived in California was to visit us for a week. Tina's mom, a woman in her late 40's. I saw some pictures of her and she looked well preserved. I fixed up our guest room for her which is located in the lower level of my house. It would logistically put us far away from her inside our house. Tina and I like to sex it up and I didn't want our late night intercourses to disturb her mom. When Tina's mom, Nancy, arrived, I found her to be an attractive middle age woman. She was a little taller than Tina and wore a short sun-dress that revealed a shapely pair of legs and a nice round set of tits. Her hair was long, very black and …
Bob The Builder
‘Oh yes, I’m nearly there, fuck.’ There I was in my marital bed naked as the day I was born, two pillows under my head and eyes closed, legs apart with my knees up in the air, shoving my vibrator (which was set to max as usual) in and out if my cunt which was about to burst. Hi my name is Jen; I am thirty six, white Caucasian, slim, very slim less than fifty kilos, five foot three tall, red head. I have been married for ten years, no kids. I work part time as a nurse at the local doctor’s surgery. My husband is a paramedic and works shifts. He loves his sports, he plays all sorts and his favourite is tennis with a mate called Bob. It is three in the afternoon, my day off and my usual cock had gone away to a course for four days. He often has to go on these courses to keep up to date with his work related stuff. I too have training which usually just takes a day at the city hospital. As I said, oh god I was nearly there, I shoved that thing in and out like a bunny rabbit getting his end away and rubbing my clit with fingers a blur. I started to buck my hips, ‘oh yes, fuck yes.’ I also had to move the vibrator around up and down, left and right, so that it felt like it was bigger and was opening me up. My hubby’s cock is okay at five and a half inches and nearly as wide as two fingers. But as usual my fantasy was to have a bigger, thicker, stronger… Well you know. Then would you believe it, ‘fuck,’ the doorbell rang, ‘shit.’ I’ll pretend I’m not home, I’ll finish myself off, …
Daddys reawakening – Chap 5
Chapter 5 – Sealing the Deal An hour later I was in a large office building, sitting patiently in a waiting room. The six chairs in the room were all way more expensive than anything I ever had in my own home, and there was a small chandelier above me. Two flat screen tvs were mounted on the wall, one showing the golf channel and the other CNN. There was an array of magazines on side tables next to all the chairs, and big table against the wall with coffee, bagels, and donuts. I looked through the instructions that my boss sent me again, making sure that I had all the details memorized. I had remembered to text Sophia on the way here, asking her to please stay with Julia until I got home, which shouldn’t be too late. She had happily accepted, she really seemed to love babysitting my daughter. They were really good together, and I was happy that she had an older woman in her life, since her mom had left so many years ago. After some time a tall redhead with thick black framed glasses, a long gray skirt that went a couple inches below her knees, and a green button up shirt stepped through a door in the room and motioned for me to follow her. I tried to break the ice, “I’m excited to meet Mr. O’Connor.” “Excuse me?” she stopped and turned in my direction, one eye brow raised in a very confused look. “Shannon O’Connor, the gentleman I am supposed to be meeting.” I was now as confused as she appeared. She immediately let out a belly laugh, putting her hand on the wall to hold her …
Fuck Saws and Drilldos
FUCK SAWS AND DRILLDOS "This is called a Fuck Saw Penis," Kati told me as dark emotions flashed on her face. The thing she was seizing in her hand functioned once it was plugged in to an electric socket. It was built in the likeness of a chainsaw; the difference between it and a chainsaw was that were there was meant to be a hew was fitted in a long, giant cock. Exactly like a man's. "Where did you get it?" I asked her curiously. My knees were starting to tremble. She was going to teach me how they used this thing when masturbating. I feared it would do me harm. "Is it not dangerous? I am afraid of experimenting with hazardous things, you know." "Don't be a coward for no good reason, Mia. Fuck saws don't hurt their users. Drilldos do." Huh? What was that she had added? Drilldos? Were we experimenting with those as well? "What is a drilldo, Kati? Another sex tool?" She laughed hysterically. "Honestly, Mia, you are starting to prove that you are a good-for-nothing coward; the word 'drilldo' in not a horror term. Why are you even shaking?" I hadn't noticed I was shaking. Damn it! I was one such coward. Sex was not meant to pain, much less masturbation! I became so shame-struck I didn't know where to hide myself. "Kati, forgive me please. I agree with you: I am a coward. A chicken what's more. I am sorry, hunny." I swallowed hard. She connected the fuck saw into the plug and switched it ON. The artificial penis began vibrating with a humming sound. It made noises similar to …
The Marines Wife
While she had never admitted it to him, after a few years of hints he began to get the idea that his wife had a desire to be spanked. On more than one occasion, she teased him during an argument with, “what are you going to do, spank me?”. The whole concept was pretty new to him, but when he could find the time, he explored a little on the web to better understand her kink. Just as with his military career, he took on all things with vigor and enthusiasm. He just wasn’t one to approach things half-assed and he wanted to fully understand what it was his wife desired, before he ever tried to attempt spanking her. Through his research, he quickly learned that there is a big difference between a spanking as foreplay and a spanking as a punishment. From every hint that his wife had ever dropped, he felt that she had the desire to actually be in trouble. His love for his wife was intense and it was hard for him to imagine putting her through any sort of physical pain. But he began to realize, through his research, the actual depth of a spanking fetish. He began to see that the desire to be spanked was immense, in those that possessed it, and was deeply tied in with their sexuality. While their sex life had never been lacking, it was far from adventurous. He began to see that there was probably an awful lot that she was not telling him. He began to feel a little ashamed that there was an aspect of her sexuality, which for several years now, had gone unexplored. He decided then and …
Contract Hit Man 5
Arriving at Ayana's apartment, I put her clothing in a bedroom closet and went to the bathroom to put away toiletries. I didn't have anything, but the clothes I was wearing. I took off my jacket and looked to see if she had put anything thing into my pockets. To my surprise, I found a card with a phone number on one side and the name Elizabeth Moreno. I wondered when she put that in my pocket. Just then Ayana came out of the bedroom naked. “We have time for a quickie before I have to go to work.” She rolled her hips like she was doing a Hawaiian dance. Her hair, boobs, and landing strip were all in sexy motion. “I prefer you on top, but I don’t come quickly in that position,” he said. “Do me doggy style.” “Only if you lean on the bureau in front of the mirror.” I undressed quickly. She model walked to the dresser shaking like a stripper, leaned against the chest, and spread her legs. “I lubricated myself in the bathroom there’s no need of for foreplay.” I got behind her and slide my cock between her legs and along her pussy lips. At the same time, I savored the sight of her breasts; I took her tits in my hands and put the tip of my staff between her inner and outer lips. I bobbed in and out while hardening her nipples. “Stop teasing me and stick that beautiful cock into me.” She pushed back onto my shaft. As the same time, I plunged all the way in.” “Aagh,” she moaned and moved her hips in small circles. Holding her hangers, I pumped into her slowly. “That’s wonderful, but …
SEX WITH UNKNOWN LADY IN CINEMA
It started like this; me and my friend went for movie. It was a late night show of 11.15 pm we got there at 11.00 and after our arrival a group of 3 girls arrive they were fully mature and in that group she was there. I was staring at her and only thought in mind was how to fuck her. She was wearing a t-shirt like top which was ending at her navel and a short frock which was just above her knee. Everyone was looking at her. She was hot and with that outfit she was kill mine and my friends’ heart. I can guess everyone there are just thinking like me how to fuck her just once. Seeing her, my little friend had also awakened was forming a tent like structure in my pant. And lastly the moment came and she sees me that how hornily I was staring at her. We went inside the theatre she was sitting in a middle row. As I saw the seat no. my heartbeat was increasing and finally I reached my seat which was next to back of her. And seeing that my heart fails and mind was thinking of ways and plans how to approach her and fuck her. Then a group of couple came and stands beside their row and were saying something and they all stand up and see the tickets and called the staff member they all were having conversation and I was still staring at her and thinking it’s a nice chance to approach her and then going to stand and they all had done the conversation and couple group there and they were coming back as the person was indicating to my row. They settled themselves and finally she sits …
Fantasy 1: First sexual contact with a man
As you can read on my profile, I'm a 100% straight guy, who loves women. But… I can't fall in love with men, but the idea of having sex with another man really turns me on and I'm open to almost everything, but only as a bottom. I've never had any sexual contact with a man before, and I'm really looking forward to my first time. To give you an idea of how I want the ideal first 'session' would be, I'll just discribe it for you. I'm not very picky when it comes to the looks of my top, just not too hairy or too old. Everything up to an age of 55 is fine with me. I don't really enjoy all the kissing-, touching-, gently-unclothing-each-other-things, I like it very straight forward. I'm already in the room on my knees or on my back on a bed, naked or with the outfit my top chose for me, when the top enters the room naked. When I'm on my knees, he grabs my head with both his hands, directs my face towards his, and tells me to suck his dick the way he wants to. He wants me to make lots of eyecontact, so he can see I feel like his naughty and dirty little slave. When I sucked his cock, which I loved so much, he pushes me on the bed or the floor on my back, and sits with his knees alongside my shoulders and with his ass just an inch away from my face. He tells me to lick his ass, and so I do. After a minute or two, when I'm turned on even more, he sits on my face, and starts riding it. When he does, I've got my eyes shut, and just lick whatever crosses my tongues' path. Sometimes …
Recent rough treatment of my cockslave..(true stor
I have been fucking Cat for about 5 years, so far, wife doesn't know. Here is how it went about 2 weeks ago…… Cat now has a sugar daddy so I have to wait till he's not there… I texted the little slut and she said the coast is clear. When she opened the door wearing a tight knit dress, grinning ear to ear, it had been awhile and my cock sprung to attention. She gasped as grabbed theback of her neck and ground my big cock into her ass, squeezing her pert tits. I whispered how I was going to abuse her slim sexy body. I love her fit body and her willingness to be submissive. I pushed her into the kitchen and made her make me a drink. As she set it on the table, I grabbed her and pushed her to her knees against the wall. Holding her hair, I pulled out my rock hard cock and slapped her face with it, this made her moan, her eyes getting glassy as she gazed at me . I slapped her and asked "what's my name, whore ?" "Master" she whispered. "What's your name, bitch ?" "Slave" she answered. holding her head, I pushed my cock into her mouth as she moaned. Face fucking her I pulled out a couple times and made her beg for my cock. I had her head against the wall with a hand full of hair. She loves being dominated. I grabbed her throat and pulled her to her feet. Still holding her neck, she was walked to her room. I had her get the chain collar and cuffs. First rear cuffing her and having her kneel by the bed and suck my throbbing cock as I held her …
A Beautiful Web Of Glittering Gold
In the dark well of all consuming night, I forever yield to your spark of light. Your presence makes my ardour soar, Devoted to you forever more. Binding us tight, we're deep in the fold, Of a beautiful web of glittering gold. A special world for us to share, Shimmering seductively, my body laid bare. Lingerie clad, a provocative pose, Trembling with lust, eyes softly close. Quivering gently, your lips touch mine, Heat intense, as limbs entwine. Burning with desire, needing so much, My passion quenched by your caressing touch. Pushing together, you soothe my ache, Mind, body and soul, yours to take. This valentine's night, I give to you, Every glistening drop of pearly dew. An exquisite essence forged in desire, Your senses beguiled, by an enchanting fire. Sharing together, our secret treasure, Beyond the edge to ultimate pleasure. Sated hunger? For more I yearn, Rapture smouldering, forever to burn. For now and always, please know this, My life is empty without your kiss. My devotion unstinting, I'll always make time, For me to be yours, and you to be mine.
The Game
Being the Operations Manager for a large Mail-order Catalogue can be stressful and can sometimes have some ridiculous hours which keeps me away from home quite a bit. I’m sure I spend more time in the warehouse than I do with my wife and kids. Every year I have to hire a large amount of casual workers to get through the Christmas season and for the most part I pay no attention to any of the grunts I have to hire past the interview stage. Last year was a little different. As I was plowing through the two days of endless interviews, one person caught my eye and her name was Lori. I had my head down in a mountain of paperwork when she walked in and I caught the scent of some pretty intoxicating perfume that made me take notice right away. “Lori Shandler?” I asked. “My name is Jack Roth.” I stood and shook hands with a six foot goddess with long curly blonde hair and a stunning figure. She was dressed pretty formal considering the job she was applying for but you could tell that there was a spectacular body trapped in that pantsuit. I explained to her that it was pretty much a labour driven job and I couldn’t understand why she was applying with the qualifications she had. Then I noticed she hadn’t worked at all in the last five years. Lori had explained that her husband had lost his job and she was desperate to get some work to help pay the bills until he could get another job. I told her I would hire her for a guaranteed five months and would re-access after that. For the …
Dinner
DINNER WITH DIANE Tom and Diane are out to dinner one evening. The place is busy and fully packed. They are at a booth setting across from one another. They had been friends for many years and had never been anything more. They had recently become very close friends and can and do talk about everything and we were talking about our k**s and she asks if it would be OK if she came over and set next to me for a change. I said sure. They are setting there talking and her leg starts rubbing against his. After a bit of this she reaches over and takes Bens hand and puts it on her leg and tells me she has had one hell of a stressful week and it I would rub her legs for her. That would feel good she says. The waiter comes and finally takes out drink order and they order a couple drinks. Tom is rubbing Diane’s legs and the drinks come and he goes to remove my hand and try to bring it up to the table but she reach’s down and holds it there. The waitress leaves the drinks. She opens her legs just slightly. Her dress rides up her legs. Tom is still just rubbing the tops of her legs but can feel the end of her dress. After a minute or so she says dam your dumb. Put you goddam fucking hand between my legs and rub my cunt for me. It needs a massage bad. Are you smart enough to do that or do I have to do it for you. You act like your still 15 and have no idea of what the hell to do. It does not bite. Tom is taken back because their relationship has never …
Pennys Worth – Chapter 5
Division Lines The elevator door opened and I greeted Suárez with a tender kiss. I wore one of the designer dresses, but with the most sluttish lingerie underneath. His hands began to explore my breasts and ass. The hem of the Saint Laurent was lifted up, and he explored my pubic mound through my diaphanous red panties. The ever-present bodyguard positioned himself in an inconspicuous spot near the elevator door and assumed a parade rest pose. “Sometimes I feel uncomfortable how he always seems to be watching us.” “He’s trained to see everything and see nothing. He’s an apparatus for my protection. Nothing more, nothing less.” “At least he doesn’t have to come into the bedroom with us.” I grabbed Suárez by his necktie and pulled him toward the door. The bodyguard had already swept the room before his employer’s arrival. Suárez turned on the television. The video recordings I’d done had become his form of foreplay. “I see you had the permanent cameras installed. The picture quality is so much better.” He forwarded to the scene of me starting to suck the penis of Litton Murphy, CEO of Balance Avionics. “Yeah, that’s it you fucking whore. Swallow it all down. Show me what you’ve got.” Suárez paused the playback. “Did he cum on your mouth?” “No, he held out. He’s never premature. He fucked me for nearly an hour.” “Is he a better lover than me?” “Yes. He’s much better. He knows how to please a woman. You could learn something.” The look on Suárez’s face was one of supreme hurt and …
A neighbour in deed is a neighbour in need.
We had a fire at the office, and it was going to take a few days to repair the area and get a few modifications done. I had to work from home. It suited me as I could work my own hours, and download anything I wanted to the cloud from time to time. I live alone, at the moment, having broken up with my lover of six months. He could not keep his cock out of other girl’s pussies, and he got caught. Not by me, but by one of the husbands, and it was all around the office, so he also got the push from me. I had been working for an hour or so, and decided to make myself a cup of coffee. When I returned to my ‘make do’ office in the second bedroom of my apartment, which had a view over the neighbour’s back yard, I noticed the guy from next door was sunning himself on the sun lounge next to his pool. He was naked, and oblivious to the fact I was there and could see him. It was mid-week and he would have expected me to be at work. I had met both him and his partner. They are both really nice. She is a flight attendant and is away from home for days at a time, and fairly regularly. He is a technician of some kind and works on a fly in – fly out arrangement. I am not quite sure of what he does, but he comes and goes. He works a few weeks on, and then has a week or two off. During one conversation I had with them I asked how they manage their lives living like that. She replied with a grin. ”We climb over each other in the hall some days, as I come home, he is leaving. Somehow we manage …