“How did you get us in here?” you asked as we drove past the large, fenced, gates of the old, N.A.S.A. compound.Ā Ā “I have a cousin that still works in this section, although most of it was closed down when they built the new section a few years back. He sort of let me borrow his…
Part 2 ā Adventures at the Kennyās Mansion. Rick is very quiet during the drive to Kennyās house. He clearly is not excited about attending a company required New Yearās Eve party. Heās even more upset at having Kenny as his boss. I can sympathize with Rick. Kenny can be a real bastard! What is…
I quickly exited the car. Taking long strides, I glanced back to see her, almost in a run, trying to catch me. I slowed my pace to let her catch up. I knew exactly where we were going. āEd and Becky’s Hair Salonā. Ed was an old school gangster who turned his life around. Becky…
The old farmhouse was perfectly set in the lush mountains of Magoebaskloof, one of South Africaās special jewels. The tropical scenery there is exquisite and the house we rented was an isolated old dame. It had no electricity so we cooked on an old coal stove and water was heated via a fire-lit ‘donkey’ that…
It was date night. That is what Kitty and Peter call the nights when all else was put aside and the only thing on the agenda was enjoying each other and lots of fun sex. Kitty was ready for a hot night with her man. She had spent part of the day tempting and teasing…
Jack showered off the toil of the gym, the twice weekly ritual of weights and machines with a Sunday swim in the pool had toned his body well. Athletic and broad-shouldered, he was content with the boost it gave him in his self-esteem; something he needed at this time. Changing back into his work clothes,…
Living in upstate New York, working in the city, subways are a transportation necessity. As usual, it was packed like a sardine can. I had already given my seat to an older lady, so on my feet I stood. 9 th Street, the next stop, was always crowded. Those of us standing did the back…
I feel the bark biting into my hands, as I lean into the tree. With each stoke delivered, he leaves fiery streaks across my thighs and ass. In this stance, I know he sees my skin quivering, hears the deep breaths I take as they pass my lips, and senses the true meaning of my…
I was sick of the game. I was sick of playing it cool, then acting interested, then dancing around for a week or two, it never fucking ended, and rarely ended in fucking. Girls my age just werenāt mature enough. Or maybe I wasnāt mature enough to play that game with them. I donāt know….
I donāt remember a time when my thoughts didnāt include Randy. The affair started as a way for me to finally get my sexual needs met. At home I had many things others would love to have but I always felt there was something missing. I never knew what it was until I met Randy….
This is the seventh and final part of āParisian Surpriseā, written with Alphamagus. While it can be read on its own, we feel it will be better enjoyed if you read the preceding segments. Robert and Juliana have been having an exceptional time in the City of Light and love. There have been new experiences,…
It was the last night of our production of āMuch Ado About Nothingā. A small part of me was relieved that all the stress and the nerves would be over, but the majority of me was excited and disappointed. I would have to wait practically three months before the cast and crew got back together…
Jennie moved into the exquisite neighborhood with her family a week ago and hated it. There was nothing for an eighteen year old senior to do. She had not made any friends yet at school, so she just sat at home after school either reading or basking in the sun in her bikini beside the…
I felt my phone buzz in my pocket as I walked across the car park on my way to work. I knew before I opened the message who it would be from and what it was likely to say; we’d been playing this game for weeks now, teasing back and forth. We both had long…
My stress level was at maximum after a few years of dealing with every disaster imaginable. Family illnesses, personal injury, natural disasters and to top it off a six month fling with a man I thought was heading for divorce, who suddenly moved out of town back with his wife, who used to be my…