I had dated Diane for about three months, all was well, and we had an exciting and intimate relationship, as any basically vanilla one would be. She was an educated, 42 year-old professional woman, 5’3″ tall, 110 pounds, bright blue eyes, and long silky blonde hair, a rock hard stomach, and beautiful tight 34 “B”…
That weekend there was a salsa band playing in the town square late one afternoon. Carol and I hadn’t planned to meet but I was passing by and had stopped to listen for a moment when I spotted her. She was standing near the front of the crowd that formed a semi-circle around the flatbed…
Teaching Carol, Ch. 8 By Zen Mackie When Carol told me that she was going to have to make a presentation on Parent’s Night at her school I knew I’d have to do something to make it memorable for her. I didn’t tell her I was planning to attend; I simply arrived at her room…
Teaching Carol, Ch. 7 Saturday afternoon, a few days later. It was pouring rain. I made my way over to Carol’s dorm and knocked on her door, then let myself into her room. She had been sitting at her computer but jumped to her feet when she saw it was me. She was wearing dark…
Teaching Carol, Ch. 6 by Zen Mackie Carol avoided me for a week or so—I assumed she was upset because of the incident at the library checkout desk. But I did nothing. She had enjoyed it—she may not have liked the fact that she enjoyed it, but she did—and that kind of enjoyment can be…
Although we actually did spend time together without doing anything sexual, it was obvious that the intensity of those encounters was what kept drawing us together. Carol was becoming more comfortable with her nature and seemed willing to try whatever I came up with. Some of things we did were improvised around the circumstances we…
It was definitely getting colder as the evening darkened around us, and we walked with our arms around each other’s waists as we made out way back to the campus dormitory where she lived. I wanted to ask her what she was feeling about what we had just done, but I had the sense that…
It was dusk, nearly dark. A warm, late-September evening. Carol and I were sitting on top of a picnic table near the reservoir, she in the center, her feet on the bench, and I behind her with my legs on either side of her as I massaged her shoulders. We didn’t know each other that…
“You,” Jason said sternly to his wife, “asked me to do this. Go get the brush.” “Wait, let’s talk about this,” Megan replied. “We did. I didn’t want to do this. But you convinced me that it’s what you want.” “Yes, but this isn’t what it looks like.” “No? You didn’t say last week, I…
“You’re on,” Deborah said. “Unfortunately we won’t be able to watch it live,” Chris responded, “So I’ll Tivo it. We’ll just avoid any news on the way home.” Chris and Deb had a reoccurring bet since they started dating. Chris was from Washington D.C. and a Redskins fan while Deb grew up in New York,…
Oh my God! Jim thought to himself, the last few weeks have been very grueling. It wasn’t just the 15-hour work days, it was also the non-stop traveling. Having just arrived home from yet another trip, Jim felt the grime of the day’s travel sticking to his body. On top of that, he had seen…
Long distance relationships don’t always offer immediate gratification, but sometimes the delayed satisfaction can build desire. Here’s a little real-life communication that proves distance doesn’t dispel desire. I met this guy online, and we immediately ‘clicked’. He lived in another state, very far from me. We started communicating by email leaving no questions unanswered. It…
Five Minutesin Hell? Part Two It had been a week since Angus spanked me and I was good as gold. The only problem was, I kind of wanted another spanking. I tried doing things like breaking a cup or spilling something to see if he would punish me, but it didn’t work. So I abandoned…
“You’reone of those girl who’s shut down because some guy forget her birthday.” He shot me a contemptuous look, like I was offensive in general. “I’m pretty good at reading people.” I didn’t bother to argue. I didn’t care if he knew the truth. “Let me guess,” he leaned into me, “all men are the…
I opened the door and saw a man standing there. He was good looking, extremely tall, and he had a very annoying smirk on his face. He was wearing a suit. He was standing on my porch like he was meant to be there, and I disliked him immediately. “Alexandria?” he asked. “Lex,” I replied….