It’s Dayna’s fault again.
It’s Dayna’s fault that I’m up at 3:30 in the morning on a Thursday, struggling to keep my eyes open, nursing a bourbon, sitting in my office. That girl is nothing but trouble.
I’ve raised three kids now and two of them turned out fine. Julie is in med school, dating a handsome venture capitalist who knows exactly how much to kiss up to me. Tommy is a little bit of an introvert, but studying computer programming at MIT is an
I’d kept in touch with Luc and Richard following my amazing holiday in France. That holiday when I’d met the two most beautiful young men I’d ever seen. That holiday when I’d ended up sharing their bed and we’d shared everything between us. That holiday when I’d learned that Richard was gay and Luc was bisexual. That holiday when I’d broken Richard’s virginity with women.
It was meant to have been one of those episodes in life that just happen. A
I yawned. I was bored and too hot. The lecture I was in was dull and I hoped it would end soon. I felt so sleepy and I was itching to get out. I sat there restlessly staring at the screen as the lecturer droned on listlessly. My feet sweaty in my converse, as I flexed them around inside my shoes.
I didn’t notice exactly when the lecture finished by the second I saw people stand up I left the building as quickly as I could.
Once outside I welcomed the cool breeze that made my black hair
The Duke’s manservant gently rapped on the large chamber door and entered. Lord Cornholis, the Duke of Worstershire groggily sat up in his bed. He turned to his manservant and told him he was hungry and will eat in bed this morning…”have Marie bring it” he said with a sly grin. Today was the 15th of May and it was the 18th birthday of his chambermaid Marie. For her birthday the Duke decided to reward her service and allow her to be deflowered by royalty.
She was a beautiful
Was that the door bell? I asked myself as I continued to wash my hair in the shower. There it was again, it was indeed. It must be after 10.30 I thought as I climbed out of the shower and grabbed the large towel hanging on the rail.
Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong, the door bell rang insistently.
Just my luck I thought, with Mary away fro the weekend there was no-one here to get the door for me.
Who could it be at this time I thought? I hope it is not Mary coming back – I had been looking
I just lay there looking up at my older cousin with Elli’s sweet juice dripping from my chin. Elli reacted by trying to cover herself with her hands. She blushed bright pink. Of course she didn’t know that Melanie was into girls. Big time.
Mel just laughed. “Don’t bother trying to hide now,” she said. “I’ve already seen everything. Besides, you have a great body. You should be proud of it.”
She closed the door and walked over to the bed. I
I knew this was going to be challenging, though Ali had decided she really wanted to try and experience some new sensations. I looked at the vision before me and sighed, I was such a lucky man. I could not get enough of such a sexy woman, and we had talked jokingly about this for so long. Ali was knelt down on the bed in front of me, perfect firm naked ass stuck high in the air.
Her hold-up stockings served only to highlight the flesh I was about to play with, and her firm, full breasts were
Ha…runk runk runk runk runk. Haaa…runk runk runk runk runk. Haaaa….. runk…………….. runk………………….. runk………………… wooo.
“Bloody thing. Rotten sodding rust bucket.” I turned the starter key one more time and got a dying whimper, then silence.
I could have cried. I knew it would cost me money I could ill afford to get the thing fixed. Like most people in our street I owned a clapped out old car simply because I and they couldn’t afford to get anything better.
We were like dogs chasing
Chapter 1
Over Christmas and New Years, our neighbors took a holiday in the warmer climes, I certainly can’t blame them; here in Wisconsin, it’s cold.
Their son, Rick, who’d just gone off to college, was not expected to be around with any consistency so they asked me if I would water plants and bring in the mail and such which I was happy to do.
They had always been good neighbors which, these days, is quite a happy circumstance.
So, I was generally taking care of things and
I had watched her for months now from my second story window. She was everything a man could ever desire. Her chestnut locks cascaded down her back like a mane. Her eyes were miles deep, and looking into them one could see the fires burning within. She always dressed to impress, or to tease. I couldn’t be sure, but no one could call her career wear conservative. She always wore heels that made her legs look miles long. The necklines plunged to depths that no man could ever ignore. She