The Hike

You walk me forward, holding my hands behind me, telling me not to speak, or make a sound. Your leading me deeper into the woods, only you know the place that you’re taking me. You know it is perfect for your plans. You bring me to a clearing; it is about 4-5 ft round with a log from a fallen tree in the center. The log is about waist high to me. I am wearing a blue and white sundress, it is strapless and only comes to about mid-thigh, and I am wearing the high-heeled navy blue sandals you so dearly love. You are wearing khaki shorts and a blue t-shirt. You press me down over the log and run your hands up my thighs to my ass. But, where you expected to feel panties there is nothing. You flip my skirt up and see that your not mistaken, I’m bare and dripping. I’m so ready for you it is making me moan already. Knowing I’m not supposed to be bare unless you ask it of me, I know I’m in trouble but how I do love, the kind of trouble it is. Read the rest of this entry »

Wifes First

After spending the holidays with Ken and his new friends, Bri was getting a little frustrated at not finding a decent job available. Although being a sex toy for the boys occupied a lot of time, it did not, however, pay the bills. She had noticed that Ken had less and less time to spend with her, and needed more time at work to cover the expenses of the mortgage and such. Eliot and the guys chipped in from time to time to help, but she was beginning to feel like she needed to contribute in other ways than keeping the guys satisfied. Read the rest of this entry »

The Visit

I looked up from my book, baffled that I was really on a plane beginning its decent. Am I really doing this? I must have lost my mind.

It had started as a flicker of attraction. Seeing someone’s picture and thinking – now that is my definition of hot. Then I didn’t really think much else of it … he was halfway across the country and definitely out of my league.

At some point, we started talking. I honestly don’t remember what our first conversations were about. They weren’t regular – and still aren’t. Sometimes I think that is part of what I like – he’s busy with his life, and I’m busy with mine. I usually don’t find people without a life of their own, without goals and hobbies, attractive. Read the rest of this entry »

Penny’s Surprise Ch. 05

I saw her finish fucking one guy and told the next guy she wanted him to lay down on his back. He did and she straddled him as she squatted down on his stiff dick. She laid down on him fucking him. The guy she was jacking off with her right hand she pulled him around behind her. Never letting go of his cock, she brought him right up to her asshole. As he pushed himself in her she grabbed another dick and with her mouth sucked in another dancing right in front of her. I watched and could not help but wonder who she was. Was she the woman I passed getting off the plain? Was it the “Hot Gal” from three years ago? I knew it had to be one of the “substitute wives” but which one? Read the rest of this entry »

My Blind Taste Test

It’s early evening, about 7:00. Maybe 7:30. I’ve be at a 3D shoot all afternoon. I didn’t win but I scored very high and did come home with some of the major prizes. The shoot was actually over about 4:00 but I stopped in at my parents on the way home. I dropped the kids off there this morning on my way to the shoot and they have been having a blast all day, what with the horses and all. Dad asked if they could stay the night, possibly the weekend. Seems it keeps his other kids occupied. I said sure and as I had to go to Rosetown tomorrow anyway, I would drop off some extra clothes in the morning and could pick up all the kids on my way back. Read the rest of this entry »

The Pictures

I was getting ready for a business trip. My wife, Rebecca, was in the sunroom, enjoying a cup of coffee while I got myself dressed and packed. Going through my routine was almost automatic now, so I was daydreaming about the previous evening.

It was one of those special evenings, when everything was clicking and we were so in-tune with one another. Dinner, a movie, some flirting on the way home had led to a romantic drink by the fire. Soon we were cuddling in bed, making the kind of passionate love they describe in those paperback romance novels. I know, sounds kinda cheesy, but that’s how it was. Read the rest of this entry »

Profit Margin

I keep a small office on the South side. I invest in businesses and watch those I help closely, one Hardware wholesaler in particular. He had run out of traditional finance when he came to me. I helped, then, putting things in place I watched. Sure enough he was playing the same game with me as he had with the banks. Shutting him down was an option but I decided on a different path. Re-organizing my business with him to minimize the possible loses I went looking for my margin of profit. The only valuable asset he had that wasn’t mortgaged was his young wife. I decided to take out a mortgage on her. Using digital photography, computer enhancements and luck a week later I had the photos I wanted. Read the rest of this entry »

Prosecutorial Weakness Ch. 3

Scurrying as fast as she could out of Carlos’ apartment, Andrea hurriedly made her way through the darkened streets of the rough neighborhood until she got to her car.

Her head spinning wildly as she drove home, Andrea felt the need to roll down the driver’s side window so a constant gust of cool air could splash across her face to help her stay focused on her driving, as well as to override the smell of sex that permeated the hand she had wrapped around the steering wheel.

“I can’t believe you did…that…to yourself…in that boy’s bathroom…and then…and then…you didn’t even take the time to wash that Godawful…smell…off,” a sickened voice inside Andrea’s head berated. Read the rest of this entry »

The Gift

Fucking, Shagging, Boning

Whatever you call it, it’s what John wanted to do to Sally. Sally was the girl that everyone wanted, and it seems that everyone had had, bar him. The chat in the staffroom often wandered around to Sally’s ass. Richard talked of little else, the way that her trousers squeezed her cheeks together like two spaniels in a sack, how he wanted to lick her crack from her spine to her pubes and back again, make her squirm.

John could never believe that he would actually get the chance, Sally was “top-class totty”. The sort of girl who expected gifts, flowers and dinner, not fish and chips and a bit of how’s-your-father. Read the rest of this entry »

Jeanette: Slave to Passion

Every time she looked at her boss, Jeanette got extremely hot. Her face would flush, her heart would race, and she’d tingle from head to toe. If she tried to talk to him she would start out stammering until she got control of herself and calmed down… and even then she’d have to repeatedly take long, deep breaths to keep her voice steady. It wasn’t that Jeanette was a shy woman - not by any stretch - but because Mr. Lyle (or Jeff, as he preferred his employees call him) was a tall, well-built, strikingly masculine man with a perpetual tan no matter what the season. And his eyes - cold, steel blue eyes that smoldered with a blue fire that not only ignited Jeanette’s own fire, but did the same to almost all the other women in the office as well. Jeanette could get wet just looking at him… and quite often did. Read the rest of this entry »