I was in my mid thirties, happily married to a man who I considered my best friend and my sexual partner as we both had healthy sexual appetites that filled the nights well and I had the satisfaction in my job to make the days pleasant. I think I am fairly attractive, blonde hair, green eyes and I was pretty trim for my age; I've recognized the 'look' from men in public that said I looked pretty hot so felt pretty confident in my looks. I am the office manager of a large accounting firm and basically run the place, although I couldn't do it without a good 'team'. I had just said bon voyage to a young lady that had been my assistant for quite some but had become pregnant and wanted to stay home with her child and not work, so I was very happy for her, but ... Read More»

'm miserable tonight and it's my own damn fault. So I've decided to get drunk - really drunk. I'm also getting horny - really horny because I can see them in my mind's eye - the two of them laying on a bed someplace; their big soft boobies bouncing against each other and their long legs wrapped around each other's bodies. Their wet pink tongues are busy licking each other's clits and penetrating each other's hot cunts. I know how it looks because I've seen it before - in fact, shame on me because the first time it happened, I'm the one who set it up. Looks like my curiosity and goodwill have come back to bite me on the ass. I hate it when that happens. Carly and I are both in our mid-thirties. We've been married seven years now and we have three cool little ... Read More»

"So you really think that our daughter will fit in here at Coldridge Academy," Mary Nash asked!?! Smiling gently at the Mr. and Mrs. Nash, Head Mistress Madlyn Towers replied, "Yes, I really do, we've had great success here at Coldridge handling the type of problem that Peggy has, and I'm sure after just a few short days she'll be writing you a thank you letter for making this decision!!!" Mary and Tom Nash exchanged glances, before turning to Peggy and asking, "Tell us the truth now, honey, do you really want to stay here," while all three adults turned and waited anxiously for the eighteen year old to respond!?! "She faint smile crossed her lips and then she replied, "Mom, dad, the past three years have been just awful ... Read More»

Anne and Jen kissed lovingly while they embraced. Jen scooted down so that her face was even with Anne's breasts. She kissed them softly as she nuzzled her head between them. Anne stroked her hair gently thinking of how wonderful and loving this felt. Jen closed her eyes feeling so satisfied and peaceful listening to Anne's heart beat. Soon both women were asleep. Anne felt the small hand touching her face and the familiar voice of Johnny calling her, "Mommy, are you awake yet?" Anne turned and smiled at the boy and reached up kissing him. "Good morning sweetheart, how did you sleep?" Anne asked. "Good Mommy," said Johnny. "Is that Ms. Jen in your bed?" asked the boy with an inquisitive look on his face. ... Read More»

I left my husband's office holiday party early, complaining of a headache. Those events just weren't for me--egotistical lawyers and tartish legal secretaries getting drunk and exchanging suggestive language? No, thank you. After the third curvy woman blatantly grabbed Adam's ass, to which his biggest protest was a huge smile and a "how're you doing" (Tina or Naomi or whatever the bitch's name happened to be) I decided I'd had enough and called for a cab. In Michigan where I grew up, we always hoped for white Christmases. In L.A., to where I'd moved fifteen years ago a wide-eyed, naive babe in love, a precipitous Christmas meant rain. At least southern California was trying, I thought as I fumbled in my purse for the key amid the monsoon. I surprised ... Read More»

Brenda Olsen stood a little impatiently in line while waiting to register and get a key to her room. "Finally," she muttered under her breath, "my turn!" "How may I help you?" the ditsy looking blonde behind the counter asked brightly. Brenda was about to give the woman a zinger but thought better of it and replied, "Olsen, Brenda Olsen, I have a reservation for three nights." "Uhhhhhh let me see," the blonde said while punching in her name on the reservations computer terminal. "Hmmmmm, I don't find it here, let me check one more place........." Brenda nervously tapped her foot while the clerk searched for her name. Finally with her head shaking from side to side the blonde offered slowly, "I'm ... Read More»

"You have pretty feet." I looked up to see who was speaking. It was Deena, a freshman who lived on my floor. She had long black hair and beautiful olive-brown skin and dark exotic features that made her look as if she was from somewhere far away...Indian maybe, or Polynesian. Later, when we were friends, she told me that she was from New Jersey. Her mother was Jewish and her father was Cuban. The mix worked; she was a gorgeous girl, maybe 5'3", with a great little body and an infectious smile. I spent the first semester of that year avoiding her. I was her R.A., her Resident Assistant, after all, and I didn't want to get in trouble. But the breathtaking sight of her roaming the hallways in nothing more than a t-shirt and shorts, with her hair ... Read More»

Dear Caroleena, Happy birthday. It is your 24th birth day and I'm really very happy to see you becoming such a big girl. I fought with tears back because one day I had seen the same girl wearing a red-white skirt with pink blouse and a birthday cone on her head celebrating her 3rd birthday. You remember the day? It was the very first day you came to live in our locality with your family. And now, you are just the same girl but in a more matured & sophisticated way. I can almost see you. Your petite 5'3"was always your concern around people. I've never seen you without your 5" stiletto. Needlessly, you knew you could be adorable in everyway possible. The dress you could probably wearing now, the classic white gown with golden laces at the back and waist, ... Read More»

Christine yawned luxuriously, stretching slowly and sitting upright, so that the sheet slipped down and the morning sun gilded her pale skin, turning her breasts and belly the colour of polished gold. Sue felt the movement and lazily opened her eyes, just lying in the warmth and admiring her friend's supple body. Christine looked down and saw that Sue was awake. Slowly, Christine laid back down beside her and looked into her deep brown eyes. "Sue, " Christine began, hesitantly. "Shhh, I know, " Sue replied, "You were upset, you needed comforting and you're not really into girls." Before she could continue, Christine had placed her fingertips against Sue's lips, pressing gently against the plump moistness of her mouth. Then ... Read More»

I was about halfway through a flight to Las Vegas when I first saw her. She had been working the front of the plane when we took off, but for some reason had switched with the flight attendant in my mid-cabin section (I usually sit just behind the wing. She walked past me the first time, and with a glance, I was already in thrall. The slightly older woman was a little heavier than me; short, dark red hair framed her face perfectly. Upon watching her check the back of my section and return, I discovered that she had a really nice body to go along with her hair. She was a little heavy, like I said before, but just enough to complement a nicely curved ass, accentuated beautifully by her dark khaki uniform pants. Her chest rounded out nicely but not quite strained ... Read More»

"All right class," Miss Eddy admonished her all girl's senior high home economics class, "the bell rang over a minute ago, please take your seats so we can get started!!!" After everyone was in her seat and quiet, Miss Eddy began, "Now this is an important chapter we're beginning today, so I want to make sure that you all pay very close attention to what we discuss and do, because this is information you'll be using for the rest of your adult lives, is that clear!?!" With twenty heads nodding in agreement, Miss Eddy opened her text and began the class!!! "Please open your books to chapter eleven, it's the one titled "Personal Feminine Hygiene", does everyone have it!?!" "Now, why is this so ... Read More»

".......So if you inverse these two coefficients and multiply by the square root of base, you will be able to figure the area under the parabola, any questions? I can guarantee that this formula will be on the next test." Miss Egger opined. "So I suggest you make sure you know it backwards and forwards, so if there are no questions, that will be all until tomorrow. By the way, don't forget that the odd numbered problems on page 243 are due on Friday by three thirty, okay, you're all dismissed, except for Margo, please stop by my desk before you leave." While the other students shuffled out of the senior advanced math class, Margo stood and waited next to Miss Egger's desk, wondering what in the heck she had done now. After everyone was gone the young ... Read More»

There is nothing like returning to your desk from an unproductive meeting after 4 pm on a Friday afternoon before a three day weekend. After spending two hours in a conference room with boring accountants, and the only outcome was agreeing to meet next Wednesday to discuss the topic further was exhausting. The small staff that came in had left to get a head start for the extended holiday. I checked my voice-mail for messages. The only message was from Marilyn at the airport, she was boarding the plane in five minutes and told me to check the bottom draw of my desk for a surprise. Marilyn was visiting her family in Florida. I reached down to open the draw and found a pink interoffice envelope. Marilyn is the manager of the finance department, she must have left it ... Read More»

I lay there on the beach soaking up the sun. The day just couldn’t get any better. I was thousands of miles from work, rush hour traffic, anyone I knew and I didn’t have a damned thing planned. As I watched the waves roll in and back out again I began to think about the nightlife here. I can’t very well sit on the beach the entire time. I mean I loved it, but I needed to get my blood pumping. Some excitement! I swung by the front desk of the resort I was staying at and asked what they did to pass their time. I didn’t want to go to a tourist spot, I wanted a real place, where they didn’t jack up the prices and have a bunch of rich “to-dos” rubbing in that they are rolling in money. I hate that. It took me three years to save up for this trip. So I wanted to be ... Read More»

I had been writing stories about experiences I thought were worth telling, but since apparently readers are interested about relationship sex too, here's a recounting of the time when my ex and I slept together for the first time. This was a while ago, before I chopped off all my hair. I decided to cut my hair because 1. Because it's a lot easier to take care of. 2. I was bored with my old hairstyle. 3. I was tired of receiving attention from men. I'll probably grow it out again when I get tired of it, but right now it works the best. At the time, my hair went down to about my mid-shoulders. It was a light brown with natural blonde highlights, and extremely thick. Hairdressers would always comment on the thickness as they ran their fingers through my hair and ... Read More»