My freshman year in college I got the chance to go to spring break with a group that was mainly seniors and juniors. I didn’t know it at the time but it was probably because I had a car. We were having a great time taking over the streets of Palm Springs, and generally being drunken maniacs. I was hanging with Steve, Bruce and Sheila, and I got IDed going into a bar.
I think Steve and Bruce would have passed on going in, but Sheila wanted to check out the bar and she was the type of girl
I never thought that I would be living the life that I am, but I couldn’t be happier. I have been married to my wife Valerie for the last 12 years, and up until about a year ago, we were probably a normal couple. It’s the last year that really makes our life worth writing about, but I guess I should really start at the beginning.
Valerie and I met during my last year in college. I was attending a college here in Ohio, and Val was working as a waitress as one of the bars near campus.
It was the Friday night before…
She woke to silence, everyone in the house was asleep. Unable to get back to sleep she got out of bed and went to the kitchen to get something cold to drink. She poured herself a glass of orange juice and as she sipped it she noticed a light coming from underneath the door to the den. After drinking the orange juice she set the glass in the kitchen sink and walked slowly toward the light. Not wanting to wake anyone she decided to slowly turn the door knob
Every time he saw her, he got a hard-on.
She seemed oblivious to his discomfort. Probably because the table always hid it from view.
He’d been coming to this diner every Tuesday and Friday for 18 months. It was clean and the staff was friendly. And the fact that they had free wireless Internet for their customers drew a faithful breakfast and lunch crowd.
For the first six months of the time he frequented the place, he had barely noticed her. They shared the usual pleasantries of people
I sighed the instant I walked through the door. Some women are upset because their boyfriend’s don’t do enough housework. I was upset because mine was doing too much. He knelt on the carpet in front of me; his head bent low, the back of his neck exposed. Usually I placed a thick black collar around that neck, but this morning I had taken it off before going to work.
“I want you to have a day off,” I said to Wesley, stroking his neck and lifting his face to look up at mine.
Jenn tried to hail a cab outside the bar. She had just finished a very long day of meetings, and they hadn’t gone well. She was anxious to catch her flight home tomorrow. She missed her seven year old son, and was looking forward to watching him play baseball this weekend. She tried to hail a few cabs, even going so far as to flash her long, built, silk attired legs. When none stopped, she decided to walk to the hotel.
It wasn’t that far, and she could use the time and fresh air to
Yes she is!”
“Not really.”
“Oh come on! Are you blind? Look at her!”
“She’s okay. I just don’t think she’s that hot.”
“You’re fucking crazy! She’s gorgeous!”
The argument Kevin and I had been having throughout the entirety of the movie we had been watching was now reaching epic proportions as the alcohol we had been consuming was now starting to take effect.
In fact, not one of the four people in the room that
“Mr. Thompson will see you now,” the attractive executive secretary to the Senior Vice President told Lesley as she waited outside his office for her two o’clock appointment. Lesley stood and smoothed her skirt before picking up her handbag and briefcase. She walked into the large office and extended her hand as Mr. Thompson, Brian, was moving towards the door to meet her.
“Lesley, so great to see you today. I hope I didn’t keep you waiting too long.”
The
Circling her, stopping every so often to test the firmness of her flesh through a light slap, a caress, He watched her. Memorized her inch by inch. And as He circled her, she felt the color rise to her skin, staining her pink from the very tips of her toes to the ends of her hair.
In her minds eye, she could see what He saw. But where she envisioned herself lacking, He did not. Yes He saw the flaws, and yes He was aware of all
Elena was a quiet, thoughtful young woman, not yet completely comfortable on the new campus. She’d transferred from her local community college at the beginning of her sophomore year, and was finding the large state university to be not only hundreds of miles from her home, but worlds away from it as well.
She dressed modestly for classes, and on first glance, most would not notice the beautiful figure she kept well-hidden.
She had full, 34-D breasts with unusually large aureolas and
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