There’s nothing quite like a good daydream to relieve the monotony of a boring situation. Gazing out the window on a sunny afternoon as the lecturer drones on interminably about the merits and pitfalls of higher order functions (or something equally uninteresting) my imagination sweeps me away to another place.
The location doesn’t matter. It could be my bedroom, a hotel room, a beach or a deserted forest glade. It could be anywhere, it makes no difference, just as long as
He had noticed Sandra in the office building, once or twice. It would be difficult not to. She seemed to be all tits and ass, with a little brain. The kind Jeff hated. She looked like the sort of arrogant woman who expects all men to swoon at her feet just for a smile.
Jeff found himself in one of the elevators with her, and to his amazement she started a conversation.
“Hi, I’ve seen you around. What do you do here?” she asked.
Jeff kept it simple and fought hard not to let
I have been seeing my boyfriend Billy for about 4 years now and i
I met Thomas and his wife Vera on the plane down to the Bahamas. We shared seating in first class. I was headed for a vacation and they were returning home from Houston. Thomas had an automotive paint supply company and had been in Houston setting up connections with suppliers. He was a tall older man with graying hair and a friendly outgoing personality. Even though I was half his age, we hit it off from the start.
Vera sat next to the window and seemed bored. She acknowledged me with a nod
Paul knew what everyone thought about his new wife. They all thought that Trisha had married him for his money. What they couldn’t understand or figure out is why he had married her? Paul’s private life was exactly that…private. Duke was the only person who really knew everything there was to know about him.
Duke had been best friends with Paul since high school and through their college years, he was Paul’s right hand man in his business.
Paul was forty nine when he
Roger sat at his desk engrossed in some problem. The late afternoon had gone behind the next building and with the lights off Roger’s office had become dim. The low lights and the intense concentration had lured Roger into an almost dreamlike state. The insistent ringing of his desk phone startled Roger. Hardly anyone one ever used Roger’s private line at that time a day, other then his wife.
Since Roger’s wife was out of town at a convention, his first thought was she had snuck out of her
Standing alone in my room, in front of a full length mirror, I was busy admiring myself standing fully nude except for a pair of black thigh high stockings. I was fresh out of the shower, completely freshly shaven and my dark, shoulder length hair still warm from the hair dryer. My slender body was highlighted by my full C cups. They were perky as ever and my nipples had begun to harden just by standing there in the cool air with my thoughts.
I ran my hands down my body, from my neck and down
I never know what my wife’s got up her sleeves. At 35, Lily is every bit as beautiful as she was at 25, when we were married. Long, blonde hair cascading across her face. Silky soft pale skin. Incredible, firm breasts. A tight tummy. An ass I can’t keep my hands off of. I don’t know how I lucked into my marriage, but I am thankful for it every day.
And God bless the return of hip-hugger jeans! I can’t watch my wife walk out of the room without some slight trepidation in
Lisa had just got done toweling her body off from the shower when she heard the telephone ring and dashed to the bedroom to answer it. It was Jim, Joe’s friend calling.
“Hi Lisa is Joe at home?”
“No. I sent him to do some errands for me. You can talk to me Jim.”
“God Lisa, you know your sexy voice does things to me!”
“Well honey, I’m laying here naked on this bed talking to you, so what is that doing?”
“Oh baby I’ve got a
On my twenty first birthday I was a nerdy virgin who had never had a boyfriend. I had little self-confidence, a wardrobe of sweatshirts and jeans, glasses as thick as the bottom of coke bottles, braces on my teeth and no money in the bank. A year later the braces were gone, the glasses were gone, I had a designer wardrobe most women would kill for, an expensive sports car, a six figure bank account and an attitude of self-assurance that I know will carry me through life and allow me to achieve