You will remember that my friend and I had left with the possibility of meeting again sometime. What I neglected to add to the first story and hence the title was the fact that I was a married man. Mary( not her real name) had been recently divorced. Well I did manage to get back…
I was on the road a few years ago, and had checked into a hotel. I went out for a drink at a local bar I had heard about. It was a cozy little bar in an apartment complex. I had not seen one of those before, and had my doubts as to whether it…
I’m going to make you feel amazing. I’ve kept off masturbating for the past week, so the next time I get horny, when I masturbate, I can have a big orgasm. I was thinking about this, and starting too get wet when a girl around my age, maybe 19, (i’m 18) walked up too me. Her…
Marcy dressed with great care as she prepared for her job interview. Her rent was already a month past due and there was $14 left in her checking account. She needed a job and soon. The suit was conservative. She wore a lace camisole underneath it. The lace grazed the top of her breasts. The…
Ms Parker is kind of an outcast. Despite being kind and outgoing and just a normal member of society, people shun her. Men didn’t seem to be attracted to her since she was a bit overweight. Or it could be the weird living partners she had, compared to the societal norms in this conservative little…
“But am I still sexy?” she murmurs. As if to research the answer to that question, he breaks her gaze and scans her body from head to toe. Matted black hair, questioning blue eyes, parted full lips, long sinewy neck, velvet shoulders, sloping breasts, ridged ribs, pulsing tummy, … “My, my, my,” he murmurs, transfixed…
By the time I gathered all the shoes with extra friends embedded in the insoles, and started walking to the back, I heard water running. When I rounded the corner, Marisa was perched on the counter beside the sink. She had paper towels beside her, and she was soaking her nylons. “Just put those next…
I hear you walking up the path so I open the door You take one look and you almost fall to the floor With my black six inch high heels I stand before you Tonight baby your fantasy is going to come true Closing the door you’re stood their just staring Gazing at the white…
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“I guess I can blame my mom, for she was a hairdresser during the 70s, and she wore pantyhose daily. I remember the sight of her feet as she curled her toes and rolled the sheer suntan nylon over them, over her feet, up her calves, her thighs, covering that dark hairy patch between her legs. The sight…