Sandra was young and ambitious. She didn’t mind working hard to get what she wanted, and she had managed to put together a nice bank account. She might still be eighteen and studying, but she had things planned.
She had a reasonable part time job working at the local butchers on the weekends, which paid way better than a fast food joint, and she was available for baby-sitting work.
A number of girls at the school had set up a little network so mothers could always be confident of getting
The room was dark and the air still as I came awake. I felt the hunger build as I opened my eyes. I push the covers from my body and the cool air beads my nipples, bringing them to attention. I lick my lips and run my hands down my body. I cup my breast and pinch my nipples between my fingers and bring your face to mind.
I feel my pussy flood with moisture. Running my hand lower, I push my pussy lips apart and circle my clit. Damn that feels so good.
Biting my lip, I slip a finger deep inside
He is naked before me. His gym toned body is tan and beautiful. I love to see his muscles work. They writhe like ropes under his warm and smooth skin. His green eyes meet mine. He cannot contain his smile. I love turning him on.
I am in a black thong. He loves the way is accents my ass and hips. I am dancing for him to Pink’s “Get this party started.” The beat is intoxicating.
He comes to me. I wrap my arms around his neck and we kiss. His penis is hot and hard against my
It’s ten at night on a Wednesday and the bar is packed. Its ninety five degree tonight so I’m sure that probably has something to do with it.
Walking up to the bar I excused myself as I pushed between two people. On the one side is a balding overweight older guy weari
Starting a new job in a new town is always filled with anxiety but after being on this job for a week my whole life changed. Hiring me to do be the inside maintenance and handy man for a very exclusive set of condominiums on the golf club was quite a step up considering the hotel work I did previously. Not to mention that I had been told, in no uncertain terms, that this was my last chance in the corporation as my attitude toward authority had not endeared me to the powers that be.
But the
“Getting old is a bitch!” The words were spoken softly and with proper venom. I had just entered the bathroom after noticing the illuminated dial on the bedroom clock. “2:18am”
I didn’t turn the bathroom or bedroom light on because I wanted to let my wife sleep. We had a good evening, shared dinner with friends, joked and laughed. Then those friends went home and we went to bed.
I’ve watched my wife get undressed for years and it always is more than watching
I was driving down to Knoxville Tennessee to help my best friend move back up to Michigan. I had a six pack cooler filled with five bottles of Aquafina water and crushed ice sitting on the floorboard on the passenger side. The sixth was wedged between my legs. I was driving a rented Lincoln Town Car straight down I-75 and was screaming through Kentucky when I noticed the upcoming road sign. It was announcing an exit for a road two miles ahead.
What struck me about the exit was the name of the
Billy was skipping across campus, well not really skipping, guys don’t usually skip but he was walking so fast he gave the impression of skipping. As far as Billy was concerned he wouldn’t have called it skipping, he would considered it walking on air. It would have to be very warm air as his school is in the deep south and the cold just doesn’t seem to have the energy to go that far south. Billy is a sophmore, the name of the school is not important to our story.
Billy continued on his walk to
I had always hated surprises. They made me anxious. I overthink them. He told me he had a surprise for me when I got home from work. I worried about it for hours, wondering what it could be. I thought about things I had asked for recently, everything I could possibly imagine. He hadn’t given me any clues as to what it was, so I guess I’d just have to wait. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, I left work and started the long drive home. It was torture. Twenty miles of
I wanted to throw the phone across the room.
“Yeah… no problem Tim… I understand. No, it’s fine. Yeah, I’ll drink one for you. Alright talk to you later.”
Gently I hung up the phone.
“Well, fuck me to tears, Agnes. Just fuck me to tears!”
As I walked into the kitchen the preheat buzzer on the stove went off in mocking laughter. I turned off the oven, picked up the four slabs of ribs that I was about to season, and placed them back into the