"Miss Callahan,, see me after class." She froze at Mr. David's words. Snickers could be heard around the room. Mr. David was known throughout the school as a hard-ass. That was the worst part about going to a private school; anything was allowed. As the bell rang, she stood patiently by her desk, with her head bowed. He didn't look up at her until the hall had emptied, the students all leaving for the dining hall. She hoped she wasn't going to miss dinner. When he finally stood up, it was to lock the door and shut the blinds. Lisa gulped; surely this wasn't a good sign. He walked around his desk, sitting on the edge. "Miss Callahan, you realize that you've failed the last three test in my class, correct?" Lisa shrugged, "I'm sorry, sir." "You don't seem to realize the implications of this, you are failing my class and with the remaining assignments left in the semester, there is no way that you can pass." "What?! That means I won't graduate!" "Exactly, now you are starting to understand." "There has to be something I can do to pass! Please, I'll do anything!" "Well, Miss Callahan, you know I do not offer extra credit." He stood up, walking closer to her, "But we might be able to work something out." "Anything!" He pulled out a chair, sitting in front of her. "Take off your uniform." "What?" "You heard me Miss Callahan, if you want to pass my class, you will do what I say." "But…" "I'm not a patient man, Miss Callahan, and I'm not a stupid one either. I know your reputation …
Whats Her Price
I would like to say I had a sob story, but like most people I am over dramatic about my own life. I grew up in a good home, until my parents divorced when I was in 6th grade. While my parents were both supportive and loving, I lived with my mother and missed out on a lot of Man time with my dad, so I never learned the unlimited self confidence a lot of guys have. I have seen many guys who were ugly, broke and balding still have no trouble going up to any woman they liked. I wish that was me. I had two girlfriends in high school, a couple in college and a couple through the years. I am a pretty handsome guy I have always been told, and I have great hair and eyes. The relationships I had were fine, but most were relatively short lived. The longest one was a year or so and she had checked out a few months earlier. The issue of my low self confidence was partly not having my pop around a lot, partly due to never being good at earning money, partly due to being to smart for my own good (and talking myself out of things) and partly just my introverted personality. Once I was comfortable I could chat up almost anyone, but for some reason, even now, at 42 I got tongue tied and nervous around pretty women, especially the younger ones. I would see the local college girls often on my walks around town and I wished somehow I could get one. I didn't want a whore, though I did turn there for a while. I usually went off Craigslist, and then Backpage because it seemed to be the only place …
Beginnings
When I look back at the anthology of my relationship with my wife Lexi, there has been a metamorphosis of sorts, we've gone through. I think every couple in love starts with the same exclusively monogamous, ‘till death do you part’ scenario. I remember I used to get fits of jealousy if a guy even checked Lexi out. If she flirted, I would go ballistic. How times have changed, as we are now invested in an open life style. I know this is not for everyone, and at times wonder if I would choose this if I could do it all over again. For us, it broke all the moral and social barriers we believed in. This is an account of how it all started with us. We were married ten years ago, and for the most part, we were a normal couple making our way through life a day at a time. When we first met, our life was crazy and exciting, and we thought it always would be, but we got stuck in the rut of daily living. I think for most people, there is a certain amount of security in developing a routine in your life. Unfortunately for us, that boring list of chores also included our sex life. Love making had lost its spontaneity, and became a scheduled event, kind of like doing the laundry. This certainly didn't come about because my wife let herself go, or is undesirable. Far from it. Lexi is a stunning woman by any standard. She has all the right curves in all the right places, and turns heads wherever she goes. There's a lot more to her than a hot bod and pretty face. She is also smart, articulate …
Me, Mom & The Video Camera
Gary Adams looked at the tiny video screen and saw his gorgeous mom, Danielle, but everyone called her Dani, standing by the kitchen sink and doing the morning dishes. "Smile beautiful!" he said with a big grin as he slowly zoomed in on her tight, 36-inch ass and hips. "You look great today and I have you all to myself!" Gary added with a bigger grin and was so glad his dad and nurse were gone for the entire day. Dani saw Gary coming towards her with his camera and she couldn't help but laugh. She got him the camera for his last birthday and it was on her day and night. "Oh lord, I have to put up with you chasing me around with that thing all day!" she replied with a laugh and wondered why her son had such a fixation on her. She knew that it was very common for a boy to have a crush on his mother, but he should have grown out of it by now and Gary hadn't. Gary smiled and lifted his view from mom's ass, up to her pretty face and she smiled at him. His mom was a babe and there was no denying that. She stood around five-foot-eight-inches tall and weighed about one hundred and thirty pounds. Dani had light brown hair, with blonde streaks, that went to the middle of her back and she always kept it tied back. Her face was beautiful and reminded Gary of an angel. Her smile could warm any room and her blue eyes could melt ice. "You know you like it and I don't know why you won't admit it?" he replied and pointed the camera back down to mom's ass and the very tight, dark-blue workout …
Who Played The Game Better
"Hey Babe its time to get going," I yelled up the stairs. It took years to coax my wife into trying swinging and tonight was finally the night. My anticipation was high. The thought of being able to have some fun with someone new and have my lovely wife participate was a dream. I know she was giving in to me and it may be a bit selfish, but the thought of another woman and her screwing my brains out was divine. She finally made her way down the stairs. When she reached the bottom all I could do was stare. She was wearing a tight short pink dress and her caramel colored skin was glowing. She looked at me and said, "Are you sure want someone else to have their hands on this?" Grabbing at my groin area I chuckled and replied, "What about someone having their hands on this?" I reassured her that it will be fun and we can always leave if we're uncomfortable. I had us registered with a local group that was having a house party and welcomed first timers. On the drive there my head buzzed with images of naked girls, blow jobs and sweet smelling pussy everywhere. It was a 45 minute drive but it felt like it was taking forever. We got to the house and found a place to park. We checked ourselves in the car mirrors one more time before heading for the door. I rang the bell and a very attractive couple opened the door. Their demeanor was very pleasant and welcoming. We entered the house and looked around. There were couples of all races and shapes mingling and drinking. It felt like we …
STRANGER IN THE STREET .
walking down the street i pass by a petite black girl, we stare each other in the eyes with pure desire i couldn't resist to turn around to watch her walk away as i do she has stopped and looks at me waves me over and whispers in my ear 'follow me' so i do she leads me to her home not looking back at me once as she opens her door, she look back at me and then at my pants, im rock hard due to the thoughts in my head her hand reach for my hard cock and grabs it through my pants and pulls me into her home my dick throbs through my pant in her hand, i shut the door behind me and we just stare each other in the eye adrenaline pumping both knowing whats about to happen i lean in to kiss her my hand run down and grab her butt and my penis presses into her thigh she break loose from the kiss and leads me up stairs to her room takes her top of and demands i do the same i then shut the door and as i turn back around she is in her underwear i remove my pants so i am just in my boxers my dick is harder than ever, making eye contact we get close i run my hards over her skin kissing her i slowly lay her onto the bed kissing my cock warm pressing into her leg, i start to kiss down her cheek and continue down her neck kissing slow remove her bra as kiss her shoulders down to her breasts slowly moving in until i reach her nipples kissing and licking around them then i wrap my lips around her nipple slightly nibbling until they are hard my hands are running all over her body and i am looking …
A Good Man (2)
A Good Man (2) —————————————————————————————————- Tom stood frozen in shock running his hand through his salt and pepper hair, he tried to think of a way out of this."Frilly, you mean to tell me I've made an enemy of the council?" Tom asked still a little shaken by this turn of events. "Well," Frilly started, "I wouldn't say you made an enemy but you've certainly gotten their attention." Shit Tom thought, just what I need, bad enough I've got the a bunch of power hungry bastards after me but now I have seemed to have alienated the good guys too. "Is there any way I can meet with just one of them, on my terms? Tom asked "I can try to arrange a meeting, but I can't guarantee their reception," looking back at Tom she slightly smirked, "or their reaction, after the other day they won't be caught off guard like last time. Though, from what I was feeling they would have still been hard pressed to escape what you did." "You know," Tom started, "you can really be a smart ass at times." smiling Frilly disappeared with a slight giggle. About an hour later Tom was sitting in his recliner still trying to calm down when he heard Frilly in his head. <Sir?> Making Tom jump up in a defensive position, <I apologise sir I forgot you weren't use to thought talk yet> <What have found out?> Tom asked <They have agreed to almost any condition you set but they won't come alone, Malamon is still out there and they are no match for …
Donnas work collegue
I got a phone call from Donna this particular Saturday evening, she was at work in the store when one of her work colleagues had just split up with her boyfriend and she was really upset and she was coming to ours for a chat, would I sort out some food and Sophie would bring her home. 6:45pm a car drew up and out got Donna and Sophie. As they came into the house I was struck as how pretty Sophie was, she was 22, 5’5” beautiful long black hair, very pretty face and a little chubby round the tummy. As I served up some food she and Donna were talking I left them to it. After tea Sophie asked if she could have a shower, Donna showed her where everything was then said to me “What do you think?” I replied “She’s beautiful”. After she’d been in the shower she came downstairs dressed in her work clothes, Donna went for a shower and Sophie and I were talking. Her boyfriend treated her like shit and used her as a sex object, I gave her my opinion that she’s better off without him, she cried a little and when Donna appeared she was dressed in skimpy nightwear. About an hour later Donna and Sophie went upstairs and after a few minutes I followed, as they were sat on the bed Donna looked into Sophie’s eyes and said “He’s an arsehole” she agreed, then Donna kissed her, just a peck, but she didn’t pull away, as Donna moved in and kissed her again her hand went behind Sophie’s head, it wasn’t long before the two girls were snogging. I sat on the bed watching the two girls kiss each other …
If I could turn the clock back
My silly ways, shooting here and there like a pinball, I didn’t stop to reason what effect my actions would have, I didn’t stop to think. Sometimes I just go out there, thinking I’m so clever, Now I’m full of regret, wanting to turn the clock back, But I lost the key. I never wanted this to happen – to damage us, Now my size fives have crushed our rose underfoot, And I don’t know what to do. Even as I write, I want to reach out to you, to say sorry, There are no excuses, I ain’t gonna lie, All I want to do now is sit down and cry. Perhaps in time, you will know that I could never hurt you, If I had my time again, my hand would wither, Before I did what I did. This is to say sorry for the grey cloud that darkened your day, And to make the sun shine on us again, Because we are special.
The Bridge
It was late at night. Very late! She and Tom were walking home after a great night of drinking and dancing in town. Giggling they made their way up Frankton Street up towards the overbridge. The night around them was quiet, most people were sound asleep, but as they reached the overbridge she could see the lights of cars rushing past beneath it. It was surprising the number of cars considering the time, but this was a big city, it was always on the go. As they walked Tom placed hand on her arse and squeezed causing her giggling to rise in pitch. As they neared the centre of the bridge, Tom grabbed her and pushed her against the bridge railing. Leaning behind her he whispered roughly, “Yyou look so sexy babe, I just want to take you right here… what do you say?” She felt a kick in her stomach – could they? She watched the cars go by underneath, they were fast but they would still be in full sight. Before she could reply, Tom reached forward and grabbed her left breast, squeezing her nipple. The feeling in her stomach got warmer and moved towards her pussy. As Tom’s other hand reached under her top to her right breast she groaned. 'Fuck.' she thought, 'I am so horny!' “Oh you like that huh?” asked Tom. “You like being felt up where everyone can see?” with his words he pinched each of her nipples. With one motion he pulled both her top and bra down to her waist, leaving her arms pinned to her side. Tom leaned harder against her, forcing her further against the railing, pushing …
I Need You Baby
Oh baby you thrill me So much, almost kill me I’d heard about you before But wanted to know more Now I know what they mean Oh my god, you’re a lover’s dream Ohh, let me feel it Yeah, I mean it When you hold me tight Desires pounding, eyes bright Yes touch me baby Hold me close baby Oh, I feel like purring When you do your thing You’re also a Texan Star Together we’ll be a wet-bar But I know just who you are A loving beast, my rock star If you don't want tears in my eyes Stick to me, promise I won’t cry So be with me my movie star Play me as if I’m your guitar And I’ll stay here my apple pie Honest I won’t get too high
Jaclyn part 2
Jaclyn Part 2 Mom had left around two that Friday afternoon, she had keep reminding me to be a good girl. To which I replied each time “yes ma'am”. Before she walk out the door, mom turned and smiled “now Jaclyn dress nice for George, and remember be a lady”. I giggled, “yes ma'am” Right after mom had left, I made a bee line for the bathroom and began to run bath water. George wasn't going to be here for another four hours, and a girl had to get ready for her boyfriend. I went into my room and stripped down, grabbing my pink satin robe, I caught a glimpse of my self in my mirror. My tiny breast had began to bud out, I would need a bra soon, maybe sooner than I thought. My hips had rounded, and my rear seemed to have gotten just little bit bigger. I slipped on my pink satin robe. And went off to the bathroom. Before I could make it into the tub my cell rang, I looked it was Mom. “Hi mom”. I answered. “Jaclyn just want to remind you that you need to take your pills tonight, before George gets there, otherwise you'll forget”. “Okay”, but then the thought had hit me about what I had seen in the mirror, “Mom remember when you told me not to hide anything from you?” “Yes Jaclyn I do,” I paused, then said “How long have you been giving me these hormones?” I heard a big sigh, “ Well Jaclyn your right, we don't need to hid anything from each other, I have been giving them to you for the past year, you see I noticed the change in you, something told me that you weren't comfortable …
Simon and Sebastian – Part 3
Simon had landed in New York without the faintest idea of what he was going to do there. He had to earn a living and quick as his funds were rapidly running out. He also wanted to be able to contribute towards the cost of the apartment, though this was not a point, which preoccupied me, for I was just glad to have him there. The only clear point was that it was his exceptional cock, which was going to provide his bread and butter, but just how he was going to exploit this superb asset, he had no idea. He had no problems at all at the thought of using his cock for commercial purposes: the only question was how. But, in the words of a character called Baldrick, who figured in a well-known British TV series, I had a cunning plan! The great difference between my plan and that of this mythical character on TV, was that mine had a good chance of succeeding, whereas his never did! I explained to Simon how my present escort business worked. I had a stable and regular clientele from whom I generated my sizeable income, but I could take on no more clients, as I was already overbooked with those that I had. Additionally, I had short list of potential clients whom I had been obliged to refuse, as I did not have any spare capacity: even though I enjoyed my job, it was more than I could do to fuck morning, noon and night: I was in the happy state of being at full capacity! . And so we formulated a plan to introduce Simon into the high level discrete male escort service I had hitherto run …
Consequences
It was late on a Saturday morning when Kevin awoke from his slumber, he made his way to the bathroom to have a piss before heading downstairs. Kevin passed his mother in the hallway as she was rushing out. "Want anything from the supermarket, baby?" "I'm ok mum" he responded. She lent in for a kiss, their tongues entwined. "Ok see you later" she said. Kevin made his way through the living room and into the kitchen, as he crossed the room, his fathers eyes followed him. This marked the 1st time since his father was tied up that were alone in the house together. Kevin put the Keyes on and went to the fridge to remove the butter, ready to make some toast. A couple of minutes had passed and the bread finally popped. As he stood buttering the toast he was gripped round the throat and pulled backwards hard. He now stood leaning back, held by his angry looking father. "I suppose you thought you were clever the other week, you're a coward, you've been hiding behind you mother since." "I haven't been hiding" "going shopping with her to stay out of my way". His father is still unaware that the reason for that is that has been having an affair with his mother for a couple months. "Plan busted young man, I convinced her to go early this morning, so we could go out for lunch together, so now it's just me and you" Kevin had this coming, his father had repeatedly pleaded for him to be left alone and Kevin took advantage. "Ok dad, can you release the grip on my neck a little" ""not Daddy …
Forced to take my Mother
As soon as I pulled onto our street I knew mom was by the pool. Not that I could see past the wooden fence surrounding our backyard, but I didn't have to. The fact my best friend Jack, who lived next door, was on his porch with a couple of his friends looking into my yard was a dead giveaway. In a way it ticked me off, but then again, who could blame them? Fact was my mother was not only pretty damn hot, but lately had taken to wearing some revealing bathing suits when she went swimming. No, not a bathing suit; that would be the fairly modest one piece she used to don when at the pool. What my mother was wearing these days was a bikini and a damn skimpy one. So skimpy I was getting uncomfortable looking at her. Parking in the driveway next to Dad's red Mazda I shut off the car and frowned at my last thought. Saying I was uncomfortable looking at mom lately wasn't really the right word. If I was to be honest with myself the word was horny. The last few weeks Mom had been dressing much sexier, flaunting what I had always figured was a nice body, but I'd had no idea how nice. However even though I had been well aware my mother was, for lack of a better word, a cougar, I had never seen her as anything but my mom. But the last month or so something had changed and I found myself looking at her more like an extremely desirable Milf rather than a parent. I sat back and tapped the steering wheel nervously as I recalled the way my cock had been stirring in my pants whenever I sat by …
sex on High School
pictures of my girlfriend Brooke: http://adf.ly/toe3q My name is Randy and I am a 22 old male. My girlfriend, Brooke, can be super jealous at times and she really hates it that one of my best friends from back in high school is another girl. What makes matters worse is my friend, Jayden, has great tits and a cute ass. She is a little on the curvy side but in no way even close to being fat. She is a certified Hottie. Still we never hooked up, but I have always had a thing for my friend and I think my girlfriend can tell. Jayden is about to graduate from a college that is a four hour drive away and I decided to go to her graduation. I left Brooke at home because I was afraid she would have been a bitch the whole time and it was Jayden’s day. I didn’t want Brooke to spoil it because of her petty jealousy. Of course this really peeved Brooke off, but sometimes you have to do for your friends regardless of what your girlfriend thinks. Even though I left her behind she still manged to cause problems by calling me and texting me every few minutes. The first one came after I had been on the road for only an hour. By the time I got there I just decided to turn my phone off. After the graduation ceremony there was party at Jayden’s house and I got really drunk. Everyone there decided to go to a local strip club around midnight and I was getting to that point of being so drunk as to where I wouldn’t remember anything so at the strip club I cut back on the drinking as I wanted to enjoy …
Julie wants to be naughty – Part 3
Julie wants to be naughty – Part 3Warning: This story involves (i)ncest…if that offends you, Do Not read this story! ——— Chapter 6 The feelings of arousal building… For a few days, Linda considered what she had done with Julie and what she had watched Mark do. She felt that she had made better decisions then her own parents had made in a similar situation, she had no feelings of guilt or remorse. She knew this was right for her fam*ly, but also knew that the general society would think differently. She didn’t care, she would do what she felt was right to keep her fam*ly whole. Julie stayed close to her, looking and watching. Linda knew her little girl wanted to play and to learn more, and that Julie had enjoyed what they had done. She admitted to herself that she liked having Julie’s fingers up her cunt, but she hesitated about doing it again. It wasn’t that she was averse to letting another girl excite her. She wasn’t sure why she hesitated, was she just having second thoughts, or something deeper that she couldn’t reach or understand? She felt depraved by letting Julie fuck her pussy with her eager, willing fingers, and she felt it would be even more depraved to let Mark play with her, too. Yet, Linda liked the feelings these thoughts gave her, it made her satiny flesh glow, made her tingle from head to toe, they kept her pussy in a constant state of arousal. As she thought more about her feelings, she found herself becoming increasingly excited by what she had …
How I became bisexual (Part 3)
How I became a bisexual guy (Part 3). My story. For those who read my previous true story (titled: How I became bisexual – Part 2), that event happened on a Saturday. This part of my bisexual experience is what transpired during the early morning hours on Sunday. This part of my experience was the closest I've ever come to being caught in the act. My best friend Jerry and I had the hottest sex I've experienced with another guy, just hours prior. Both of us fell asl**p in a spoon position on his bed. I was facing forward and Jerry was laying right behind me with his big cock resting against the valley of my butt cheeks. We were both exhausted but every now and then, throughout the night, the primal urge to thrust overcame Jerry. I would feel the slow surge of him thrusting his dick forward into the crack of my butt. He never penetrated me but I didn't mind. I probably even encouraged him to a small degree because I would poke my butt out just a tiny bit to let him know the small thrust was welcomed by me. I slept hard. I think we both did. During my long sl**p, I was awoken to Jerry dry humping me. It was an extremely slow movement. I felt the movement of his warm meat being firmly pressed against me in a very slow repetitive pumping motion. I remained in place but moved my head to the side to see if Jerry was wide awake. Quite the opposite. Jerry's eyes were closed and he appeared to be asl**p. So, I just let him grind on me until he decided to quit. I glanced over at his …
Sunbathing Nude for Walter and his Friends
Lately, I've been really naughty around my neighbor, Walter. He’s often outside with his friends playing poker, and I’ll purposely be outside parading around naked. I’ll swim naked in my pool, or hang my wet clothes on the laundry line. I’ll play croquet in the nude. I'm a bit of an exhibitionist and love to be naked and have people watch me. I totally get off on it. Walter, is a sixty-five year old man. He’s widowed, and I know he loves to see me naked. I mean what man wouldn’t want to see a gorgeous, twenty year old naked in her yard. I sometimes, will put my chaise lounge pointing in his direction and just masturbate for him. Sometimes, he’ll even take his cock out and masturbate with me. We’ve done that on a few occasions. It’s very hot and very naughty. My name is Virginia Wells and I’m a very healthy, sexy, and very horny young, woman. I have brown long hair and green eyes. I’m 5’7” and weigh one hundred and ten pounds. I have very large breasts, a bald pussy, and very long legs. Walter, usually plays poker on Thursdays with his friends. I think today, when his guests are over, I’ll move my chair very close to where they're playing, and I’ll bring my vibrator outside, and will masturbate for him and his party. After I get myself all worked up, I’ll walk over and hopefully they’ll want to have sex with me. They’re all older men. I’m sure most are widowed, or maybe their wives have just lost interested in sex and will want to have sex with me. Did I mention that I’m a …
The Bridge Party by loyalsock
"I still can't believe that Joe still gets it up three times a week," exclaimed Kimberly Farlow to her bridge partner Marion Hart, "my god, you two still do it like newly weds!!!" "No way," shot back Marion, "when we were first married we did it twice a day every day!" All four women at the table roared with laughter at that one, and Barb Knox added, "I would give anything if my Tom did it once a week," which caused another round of guffaws. Billie Harris, the hostess for today's party, snuffed out her cigarette and rejoined, "Seriously girls, I think we all miss the feeling of seeing and touching a big cock for the first time, or the excitement of seeing a young man strip off his clothes and expose his hard pecker as well as a muscular body!" "Here, here," chimed in Marion, "just remember how exciting it was to see your lover's cock all big and hard just for you, god I miss that!" Everyone was quiet for a few moments, while Barb shuffled the deck and dealt out a new hand. While the woman played bridge, the talk almost always ended up about sex, or the lack of it! A men's stag party would be hard pressed to top these four ladies in the hot talk department, and while most of it was good natured, more than a few times the barbs being traded left a little bl**d! Billie had listened, and yes contributed to a lot of gossip over the years, but now she was about say and do something that would change the group forever. "Ladies," Billie asked, "would you like to meet a young man …
Kays Beach Adventure
Kay’s Beach adventure It was mid morning on a beautiful sunny day, as Kay strolled along the deserted beach. The sky was clear except for a number of noisy gulls flying overhead and the sea smelt fresh. Even the warm sand between her toes felt good. She only had a couple more days to go….before she would be classified as “exempt”. The feelings of relief and freedom were overwhelming. She found a suitable spot and spread out her towel. Moments later she had stripped off her summer dress and lay down on her towel in her favourite green bikini. Her lithe young fit body, soaking up the Sun’s rays…..God she felt good. Sometime, later, she began to have an uneasy feeling…like she was being watched. She couldn’t explain it ..and it bothered her. She lazily opened one eye and looked around. as she focused there was someone stood close to her. A gangly untidy youth , standing about 20 feet from her. She opened the other eye and stared back at him. He looked around 15 or 16…but there was something odd about him….You know…when someone is not all there…their facial features are not quite symmetric ?. He was unashamedly starring at her and she could tell he was mentally removing her tiny green bikini. His face was a mask of hunger and lust. She felt apprehensive. She was used to her well proportioned , firm body being attractive to both men and women. In fact, normally she rather enjoyed being the centre of attraction……but this kids stare was scarry !!!!! After a moment or two..her …
Asian Catholic nuns charity
**co-writing with my friend from Imagefap, Reddwarf** Serious-faced but young Thai nun named "Nut", who glides around the village doing her works for the Church, her black Habit so commonly seen by the people of the village that they don't even notice her anymore, so she can go anywhere at any time without arousing suspicion. Little do they realize that her long flowing Catholic dress she is completely naked, her voluptuous, curvy, slightly heavy body completely nude due to the unusually hot summer they had been enduring. She was certain that the Mother Superior would not approve, but if Nut were to be out in the hot sun all day in a jet-black dress doing the Church's work, she had to take drastic measures to ensure she wouldn't pass out from the heat. She living here since she was born, when this place still be the energetic village for industrial complex and large copper mining , crowded by many business, factories and residence lots, this place so catching many immigration from Asia, Eastern Europe, South America, any many countries who seeking the new opportunities for their life in this country, their culture and traditional cuisine spice up this village to be the attractive place, her Thai parents also one of them who immigrated to here, and become a nun only way she can get the proper education and lighten the load of her parents, especially financial, everything of her life and this town also to do well, until when she was the intern nun, the copper vein is run out …
A New Day, A New You part 11
Guy: A week after Spring Break Life is good from where I’m sitting, that would be in my living room holding my baby boy Neal while his mommy is passed out on the couch. Someone was fussy last night and she insisted that she be ultra momma and take up the burden herself. My phone goes off and I see Jun calling as I stand up and walk out of the room carrying my boy. “Jun I’m hoping you have something big on business for me because I’m getting a little worried about finances,” I joke over phone. “Well it’s actually me calling about your boy,” Jun informs me and I smile at that. “He’s right here,” I reply making a face at Neal. “What, are you with the kids,” He asks confused,” I’m talking about Stuart.” “Well Stuart is doing just fine. Grades are solid, no major problems aside from him being super single with benefits,” I tell my old friend with a chuckle. “Someone is looking for him from an outside business, I think someone is trying to poach him,” Jun explains and I actually laugh. “Is he aware of it yet,” I get to my office and switch over to headset. “I am pretty sure he doesn’t realize what is going on but there is a woman looking for him and she’s pretty persistent,” Jun says and I sit down at the computer. “Stuart hasn’t said anything to me about feeling like he should do something else or has any regrets, has he said anything to you,” I ask sitting down at my desk. “No he hasn’t said anything to me and how do you know we’ve been talking,” Jun asks now wondering how I …
Island Fever 4: Paradise – Chapter 12
[[[-IF4-P12.TXT-]]] —————- Island Fever 4: Paradise Written by: [email protected] M/F, F/F and a whole lot more —————- Chapter 12: "Tetrad" ——————————————- -*- Monday, June 8, 2015 -*- -*- Sandvika, Norway -*- Our private jetliner departed Jorge Chávez International Airport in Lima, Peru this past Saturday at 10:13am and landed for a routine maintenance check nearly some six hours later in Miami, Florida. From there we flew to Washington, DC with another quick lay-over, and then took off across the mighty Atlantic Ocean to Reykjavík-Keflavík International Airport in Reykjavik, Iceland. With the final re-fueling out of the way, our family was finally able to return home and arrived safe and sound at Gardermoen Airport in Oslo, Norway at 1:47pm on Sunday afternoon. With 7,100 miles and 17 hours of total airtime under our belts (keep in mind there was a six hour time difference between Lima and Oslo), nearly everyone was exhausted once we returned to the mansion in our hometown of Sandvika. Kristanna went to visit her parents on the other side of our huge, sprawling farm in their own private home, but the rest of us literally had to drag ourselves to bed. Kaden and Piper did not have near as good of a trip as they did last time, unfortunately. Both became very irritable and cranky during the flight from Washington, DC to Reykjavik, and then the negative emotions and feelings carried over until we reached Oslo. Once we got into …
My Affair Part 1
He was a friend of my husband, volunteering at the same nonprofit as my husband , 22 years older than me and was married but a definite player. I was 33 married to a wonderful man who treated me like a queen and was great in bed. I had no complaints. And yet…what was it with him? His great looks with that nicely trimmed grey beard? The constant parade of women who wanted to have sex with him? I heard all the rumors about how great he was in bed and also how he cast aside his conquests like old newspapers. And yet no one ever turned him down. Girls wanted him if even for only one night. He was away from home 3 weekends out of every four, working as a volunteer for a nonprofit and he had a host of girls to pick from and he did. Rumors were he had over 200 women. I fantasizied about him many times with my husband. We had an active sex life. My husband liked my fantasies as they turned us both on, but I never told him about “Bill”being in them. The fantasies always were about strangers or movie stars. My husband would return from weekend retreats and would tell me all about Bill’s latest conquest and it turned us both on. I also worked as a paid secretary for the same organization and one weekend my husband told me Bill had arranged free office space at his college for our local office. I was happy to move all the clutter out of our home and into a real office. Even though it wasn’t much of an office as it had no windows not even in the door. We only used the office Tuesdays and …