Ay: Aralık 2023

I screwed a MILF supervisor on top of some pallets in the back of an 18 wheeler trailer, on the loading dock, the week after I was hired. She was a 43 year old brunette named Sheri, who had a slim and trim body with a nice pair of C… Read more“The Factory”

Part 21 She re-read the note and saw that it was signed “Your loving slave, Antonio” and she smiled, now knowing that it was his tongue, lips and fingers she felt while she was under the effects of the medication. She wasn’t sure exactly how long she had been under… Read more“The Escort Ch. 21-23”

The drifter sat in the bar of the Four Seasons Hotel in Dallas enjoying a glass of very nice French wine. His suit was Prada, his shoes Kenneth Cole. His hair was perfectly cut and styled. Everything about him spoke of money and power. Yeah, this was a much nicer… Read more“The Drifter Cums Again”

I push the up button and await the elevator. You walk up quietly behind me and stop just close enough to let me feel a gust of warm breath upon my shoulder. Your lips softly press against my neck and you slowly work your way up to my ear. You… Read more“The Elevator Ride”

“Damn, what an ass,” Chris said as the cleaning girl walked by. He was leaning over looking around the assembly line as she twisted her fine ass on by. I had noticed her. I mean goddamn, who couldn’t notice her. She was about 5′ 6” tall, dark hair and dark… Read more“The Cleaning Girl”

The doorbell rings. I walk through the house, making sure everything is perfect for your long-anticipated arrival. Opening the door, I smile and welcome you inside. At the first sight of me, your mouth waters and your heart rate speeds up. A little minx, I’m dressed to seduce you in… Read more“The Doorbell Rings”

Rush hour is always a pain, the crowds, the crush, the urgency to get home or to work. Uncomfortable, it makes the journey far worse but it is unavoidable. Friday nights takes on a new meaning. The street bars and cafes are full, people enjoying one or two before they… Read more“The Delicate Frisson of a Train”

The job was over, and it had not had a pretty outcome. I was at one of those wonderful Costa Rican hotels that make traveling almost as comfortable as home. The only things missing were the little personal touches that we all put into our lives. There was an open… Read more“The Dirges of Hope”

I am getting ready for our date. We haven’t seen each other in over two weeks because you’ve been out of town on business. I sit on the edge of my bed and untie my running shoes. I take them off and slip my feet out of my white socks…. Read more“The Date”

Author’s note: This story is true to the best of my recollection although time and my limited, male perspective have clouded the facts. While Psych 4610 was the easiest class in many respects (no tests and few papers) it was hard because it required me to really analyze myself. Each… Read more“The Cumming of Nancy”