It was a great party! We were celebrating her birthday and all her friends managed to stop by at some point during the night. It was great to watch her let her hair down and truly enjoy herself. I was even the recipient of some not so subtle groping at many times during the evening. She was definitely feeling no pain as her favorite bartender was also the recipient of some boob flashing. I was getting very turned on watching her outlandish behavior, knowing I would get her full attention later that night!
At one point near the end of the evening, she went off to the ladies room and returned a short time later. Thinking I wasn’t watching, she went up to the bartender and pushed something into his hand. I caught a glimpse of something black and lacy. Smiling to myself, I filed this little tidbit away for a plan that sprang to mind at that moment. After saying her goodbyes, I managed to pour her into the car and we were on our way home, or so she thought. I had arranged for someone to watch the kids for the rest of the weekend and drove to a secluded hotel. View full article »
I had seen her in the store a few times. We talked about the latest small releases, always saying they were usually better than the big budget films. Every time we talked I sensed something., an attraction perhaps? I could never tell for sure. My doubts were laid to rest one day when she came into the store in a sheer summer halter dress. She seemed to choose places in the store to stand still so the light would reveal her form under the dress, and she did catch me staring many times. All she would do would was smile and move to a different part of the store.
I was definitely feeling a little flushed when she finally came to the counter. She handed me her selections and as I turned to retrieve the discs, she leaned over the counter. When I turned back around, I was greeted with the sight of her small, perfect breasts. Her dress allowed me a straight view, and I did notice that her nipples were erect. I wondered if it was from the air conditioning or excitement, but again, she left no doubt as she talked about an erotic thriller she had selected. “It always gets me worked up,” she confided with a wink.
Stammering slightly, I handed her the movies and her change and wished her a wonderful evening. Turning to give me the once over, her eyes lingered at my crotch for a few moments, then licking her lips she turned and left the store. I told my co-worker I would be right back as I rushed outside for a smoke, trying to calm my shaking hands. When I returned, Vicki asked if I was ok. “I’ll be fine, just feeling a little flushed at the moment,” I replied. View full article »
It was about 12:30 am when I got her text. All it said was “I’ll be waiting”. I had just gotten off work and was ready to get some sleep, but the text made my heart race. I drove to her place, wondering what she had in mind. I pulled up to her house, all the lights were off. Had it been another night, I probably wouldn’t have disturbed her, but she had sent the text, so I knew she was still awake. I got out of the car and let myself into her house.
Once inside, I let my eyes adjust to the darkness inside. The first thing I realized was that it wasn’t completely dark. She had lit a couple of candles, giving the room a warm, sensual smell. I kicked off my shoes and listened for some clues as to where she could be. I heard some noises from her bedroom, so I tip-toed that direction. As I got closer, I could smell the rose-scented candle she lit when she was in the mood and I heard her softly moaning. I carefully crept the remaining few feet to the doorway to her bedroom.
There she was. Her lush, sensual body was naked, lying on top of the covers. Her eyes were closed and I heard the quiet buzzing. I looked, and saw that she was slowly pumping her favorite toy in and out of her sex. The scene was intoxicating, and my own body responded. My rod stiffened and my hand cupped the stiffness through my work pants. I stood there transfixed, watching her pleasure herself. I quietly undressed and stood there, stroking myself, determined to enjoy this. View full article »
I stopped for some lunch between client visits. The day had been busy, but not overly so. I was feeling good and was looking forward to a relaxing lunch. I chose the restaurant I did because of the fries. Much better than anything you could get from a chain restaurant. I walked into the restaurant and nearly stopped in my tracks.
Sitting in a booth facing the door was this brunette. Pleasant to look at, but what drew my attention was her ample cleavage. The low cut shirt showed it off to perfection, and the way she was sitting ensured that anyone walking in got a full view of the glorious panorama. She glanced up at me and smiled. Her male lunch companion seemed engrossed in the details of his busy day, not paying any attention to her or his surroundings. She winked at me and my heart skipped a beat.
Regathering my composure, I walked to the counter, made my order and found a seat. My eyes kept wandering over in her direction, hoping to catch another glimpse of that smile. She just sat there, continuing to give her lunch date her feigned attention. Chuckling inwardly, I started in on my lunch, thinking how much more entertaining lunch would be for me if I had that kind of view to satisfy my other appetites. View full article »
I just got home after a particularly long, tiring, frustrating, day. I opened the mailbox, fully dreading the usual stack of bills and normal crap. I just grabbed the pile and walked back into the house, setting the mail on the counter.
I got distracted by the normal routine of after work, dealing with the pets and getting something to drink. It was almost an hour until I finally remembered the pile of mail, so I went back and started to sort through it. As if by design, the last letter was from Susan. My heart skipped a beat and I held it, almost feeling the texture of her skin.
Sue’s letters were always a welcome relief from the worries of my normal week. Holding the letter to my nose, her familiar perfume scented the outside. This always took me back to the last time we had been together. Our sweaty bodies tangled together under the sheet, her head lying on my chest and I held her close, the smell of her perfume so sweet and sexy. View full article »
I woke up in the middle of the night. I had fallen asleep on the couch for the umpteenth time, and started to rouse myself so that I could crawl into bed. I could hear talking and other noises, but knew I was supposed to be home alone. As my mind became a little more focused on what was happening around me, I remembered I had been watching television. So I reached for the remote and turned the noisy thing off. I sank back into the recliner and tried to will my body to move.
As my body woke, my cock started to stir. Smiling, I remembered the images that had been playing in my head most of the evening. An image of her, pleasuring herself while thinking of me, sprang into my head. I wondered if she cried out my name as she brought herself to climax. My cock was fully hard at this point and I knew I would never get back to sleep without some relief. View full article »
There are times when my desires must be sated. When the phone conversation turns sexy, or she shares pictures of herself, or even when the mood strikes me. Yes, there are times when my desires demand my attention.
And sometimes, my hand just will not do the trick. It is my hand. Sure, familiar. Sometimes my desires need a different feel. They want the real thing, yes most assuredly. But more often than not, she is not available to me. View full article »
When I regained consciousness, I felt her lips nibbling my ear. Seeing I was awake, she whispered softly “Thank you sweetheart. That was a dream cum true for me.”
I turned my head and kissed her softly, “Babe, that was so incredible. I’m glad I could help.”
“I just hope you two are up for some more fun. There is one more thing I want us to try.”
“What’s that babe?” I asked, searching my memory for anything else she might have mentioned in all our months of talking.
“You’ll just have to wait and see,” she replied, a devilish look in her eyes.
Knowing that look in her eye, I knew better than to try and press the issue. I just laid there and enjoyed her kisses until we realized how late it was getting. We all took our turns in the shower and started our day of errand running.
Today was quite different from the previous times I had run errands with them, she spent her time rubbing her gorgeous ass against her hubby’s and my crotch, causing us some discomfort with erections throughout the day. She would also take the time to nibble on our ears and kiss us deeply. It was quite a nice change actually. The sexual anticipation was running high. View full article »
The phone rang, I focused my eyes on the clock and saw it was 2 a.m. Wondering who was calling me at such an hour, I picked up the phone and answered without checking the caller ID. The familiar voice on the other end said, “I was heading your way and was hoping you were still awake. I need you.”
Hearing her say those words woke me up immediately. “I’m waiting for you sweetheart,” was my answer.
“See you in five minutes baby,” she replied, obviously very happy to hear my voice.
I got up, smoked a cig and got ready for her arrival. She came in and I was struck by how sexy she looked. My cock stirred and I knew this would be a fun night. She walked over to the counter to put her purse down and I moved up behind her. I ground my erection into the crack of her ass through our jeans, and cupped her breasts as I leaned in and kissed her neck and earlobes. View full article »
My words have always been difficult for me
They escape me many times
And often I’ve wondered if you have heard them at all
But now that I have found my voice
You assume it is for another
That my words do not include you
So you choose to not hear them
My words are a reflection of me
They are thoughts that I have
They are tools to put images to paper
It is not a reflection of what I desire
Please hear my words
My words will continue
My images will move on paper
My desire is for you
But my words have always been difficult for me
