As if Sunday morning started off good Aunt Gina and i decided to go swim in the pool for a little bit and take in the afternoon’s sunshine. Aunt Gina was wearing her just there white bikini and i in my swimming trunks. When we got out of the pool Aunt Gina laid down a blanket on the concrete and covered up by and 8 ft fence surrounding our area of view asked me to lie down with her and revisit her body.”Kiss me, Chris,” She said. “Kiss me as your girlfriend, not your Aunt. Kiss me as if you […]
Helen Strangers was a fine-looking woman in her mid-thirties. A woman of independent means, she lived in some style in a large Edwardian country house set in its own grounds. Inside the house was exquisitely furnished, and she was served by a cook-cum-housekeeper, the taciturn Miss Pring, and the handyman-cum-gardener Allan. When Darren’s father got the Consul’s job, Helen offered to look after her nephew. It seemed the ideal arrangement since Helen lived not far from Darren’s exclusive private school and already saw the boy on a regular basis. Above all the two seemed really fond of each other. So […]
She answered the door wearing her usual evening attire, an old worn cotton print bathrobe and slippers. Mrs. “B” was busy hanging drapes, and wasn’t sure what time Danny, her son would be home. He had gone with his father to a friend’s house for a game of cards and pizza. I had stopped by to see if Danny was ready to go. He and I had talked about shooting some hoops at the park and then cruising the local burger joints and hangouts tonight. “While you’re here, would you mind giving me a hand with these drapes?” she asked. […]
It has now been six months since Anita confessed to stealing inventory. All that time, she has become my personal sex slave. Her new assignment; Seduce my wife Gina. Gina and I have season tickets to the local theater. As one local play was coming near, I informed Gina that I would miss the show. I was being called out of town for a conference by my boss. I suggested that she invite Anita, my store manager, to keep from wasting the ticket. Of course, Anita was already waiting for the call and she gladly accepted. On […]
It has been a few months since our first encounter. Anita has kept up her promise to be my little whore. The thefts have stopped and my boss is happy. Anita now wears a dress or skirt to work every day. I know that underneath she has on matching panties (size 6), garter belt, stockings, and bra (38D). I know the sizes because I bought them for her on our many trips to lingerie departments and shops. Later I find out that today’s set is black. At work, Anita has loosened up. She now jokes with the guys. […]
As you may remember from the last four parts, I had a sales call with a woman client that ended up not only giving me the best lingerie massage I ever had, but introduced me to one of her associates, Gerry, with beautiful long legs and an offer that excited me to the greatest depths. I was supposed to call Gerry to show her the new prototypes from my company and also to meet her for lunch. I called Gerry to setup a date for lunch but my call was forwarded to Alena. Maybe she asked Beverly, the receptionist, to […]
When I was 15 years old, I was not experienced with the opposite sex and my only sexual experience was solitary masturbation. On a given Saturday morning, “Diane,” a long-time childhood friend, awakened me early in the morning. (We had been friends since first grade-she and her younger brother often played kick ball and rode bikes together.) On this particular morning, she knocked on my window outside my bedroom-the window was open-and I was laying on my twin bed dressed only in my boxers with the sheet barely covering my privates. I had a raging hard-on, as I often did […]
When I was ten, I was freed from my parents, who were violent drug dealers, and placed in the care of my rather eccentric Aunt Martha. Although only twenty-seven, Aunt Martha had twin daughters who at twelve were two years older than me. Aunt Martha had been raped and impregnated at fifteen, had borne and raised the surprisingly beautiful, precocious results despite seeing her smug attacker go scot-free, and had since given every public appearance of noble perseverance under terrible adversity. When my asshole old man and weak sister mother got wiped out over drugs and money, Aunt Martha petitioned […]
When I moved to the city for a job, there was no way I could afford my own apartment. I finally found something I could afford but it was only a room at Mrs. D’s house. The woman is crazy and yet I don’t want to move out and do like her. I was only there less than a week the first time she walked into the bathroom while I was in the shower. I know I locked the door but she came in anyway supposedly to put clean towels in the linen closet. The shower has a clear glass […]
Jimmy O’Rourke sat on the living room couch as he and his parents watched the movie of the week. It was a hot summer night and the O’Rourke’s apartment didn’t have air conditioning. The outdated wiring of the old Brooklyn apartment house just couldn’t handle the load. Instead the 16 year old had to settle for sitting around in his gym shorts and trying to cool off with the large fan over in the corner. The movie was pretty boring, but his mother seemed to enjoy it. His father had dozed off in his chair about a half hour ago. […]
A few years ago, I worked with a beautiful young, divorced lady. Ann had long blonde hair, was 5’10”, slender, and had legs that went on forever. She always wore 4″ heals and skirts that were dangerously short. In the mornings she would come into my office and we would do a “skirt check.” She would stand by my desk and see if the hem of her skirt would touch the top of my desk. More often than not, the hem of her skirt was higher than the top of my desk. After her skirt check, she would sit in […]
Auntie put the paddle ball paddle and the bath brush down on the bed and smoothed her short skirt over her bottom as she sat down. The boy moved to her right side. He could see the tops of her breasts that were bared by her low cut blouse. He wished that he could nuzzle them, burying his face in her cleavage. “Over my lap, honey” Auntie told him, as she hiked up her skirt, baring her thighs. He could see that she was wearing black lace panties. The boy lay over her lap, positioning his bottom over the top […]
