It is one of those hot humid nights. All the windows are open in my apartment, but the air seems to be still. I am wearing my black yoga stretchy shorts and a halter-top in red. My clothes feel sweaty, probably still from yoga, but also from the intense heat. I wish I had a pool to jump into, maybe a cold shower will cool me down.
I clean up the dinner plates and throw away the scraps into the bin bags. The bag is full so I tie it up and take it to the rubbish disposal room across the floor
Glenn’s car rolled to a stop in the driveway and he ran to Susan’s front door. Dancing with excitement, he rang the doorbell. She had sounded so sexy on the phone. They were finally going to go all the way. They had brought each other off many times by mutual masturbation and oral sex, but tonight they were going to fuck. He put his hand in his pocket to make sure the condoms were there when the door opened and Mister Douglas stood glowering at him.
He had tried to be friendly to
I felt so evil! Here, a forty-seven year old woman, watching the young men dance at the bachelorette party, I couldn’t take my eyes off their cocks, so long and hard!
Fran, my best friend, invited me to her daughter’s wedding and shower, and I got hoodwinked into this, too. A Saturday night out, with all these twenty-somethings, and us two old biddies!
A couple of the girls actually took the men
“Hi, Mike!” June sang out, as the car cruised to a halt on the driveway, adjacent to where Mike was cutting the grass on his front lawn.
“Hi, June,” replied Mike, cutting the mower and ambling over to his neighbour’s drive. June was getting out as he said – “How’s things?”
“Oh, fine,” she replied, with a friendly smile. The two couples – June and Gordon, and Mike and Mary – had been neighbours for close on twenty-five years, and had
Wow what a party. When I married my wife I had no idea who else I was actually “marrying”. My wife’s family it turned out really liked a good party. My wife had a mother that wanted everybody to have a good time and often ran the family functions with a theme. I have no idea why it was done like this, but my wife’s family interpretation of a pirates theme was for most of the women to dress like wenches and it was pretty shocking! My three sisters-in-law were all there
Now that Vicki had been introduced to a number of sexual varieties and had passed with flying colors, Tyko and I thought that we should have a graduation party for her so that she could put her new found knowledge to practical use. After obtaining Helen & John’s permission, we called Larry & Ellie who have a beautiful, secluded home on Long Island and asked them if they would like to join the party and have it at their place the following Saturday night.
When we told them about Vicki
While walking one evening I saw a friend go into his new neighbors garage. A man walking into another mans garage may not seem odd, but rumors have surrounded this new neighbor since he arrived in town. Everyone says he is gay. He isn’t married, nor does he appear to have children, but that doesn’t mean anything. He seems quiet and keeps to his self, so no on really knows for sure. Chalking it up to idle gossip, I pushed it from my mind until now.
I continued my evening walk, around
I was pissed off. See, I was supposed to head up to Canada with my buddies from university and spend our winter break snowboarding, but things never seem to turn out the way I plan. Instead my dad pulled rank and ordered me home for Christmas. He insisted that I should learn some values and spend “quality time” with my mother and sister.
Of course, I couldn’t argue. My dad was the man of the house even if I wasn’t there and I was to obey his rules. I kept telling myself
Her Mistress was angry. She couldn’t remember what she had done, but she was being punished for it now. She was blindfolded and placed on the edge of a stool. Her wrists locked onto either side of a three-foot dowel, hoisted above her head and stretched until her shoulders ached. Her legs were cuffed at the thigh and tied to the wall behind her so that her sex was exposed and opened.
Her skin becoming more sensitive, she could feel the gentle movements of the air, its touch caressing her.
Coming home from a busy day, all Kathy wanted was to sink into a hot bath and then into bed. Tomorrow couldn’t be as bad as today had been. Soon the bath had the stress of the day melting away. Steam on the mirrors and mountains of bubbles floating on the surface of the water began to take over, and she started to sink into little subconscious thoughts. She started to daydream.
Kathy loved to dream about being a slut or concubine. It was her favorite thing. She imagined herself naked and
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