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Gina sat bolt upright in her bed. ‘What the hell was that?’ she wondered, flicking on the bedside table light and checking the windows for gunshot debris or God only knows what else. ‘Must have just been a passing car backfiring,’ Gina decided irately as she glanced at her bedside clock. Although, in her personal opinion there should be a law against people with noisy cars driving around after midnight. Especially when she had an important presentation at work the next morning.

She reached out to shut off the lamp when it happened again, sending her lamp crashing off the nightstand. “Shit.” Gina cursed angrily, retrieving the now useless light before stomping out of the bedroom.

She grabbed her keys off the hook by the backdoor and slammed out of the house, intent on finding the guilty party and stringing him up by his genitalia. It had to be a man. No woman would be so rude. Women understood that night was for sleeping. (more…)

At 41 Jack was in very good shape. He stood six one and weighed in at just over 200 pounds. Height weight comparisons said he should weigh less however his body fat had been measured at a low level and so he dedicated his body to the gym on an almost daily basis and therein stayed fit.

As he jogged on the treadmill he say Katie get on a treadmill opposite him. The gym was laid out so that two banks of treadmills and elliptical machines faced each other with a walkway down the middle. The walkway extended to the front door and people jokingly called it the runway referencing the runway fashion models walk. In truth both men and women enjoyed watching people pass in front of them as they entered the gym or left their machines for the weight room that was to the rear. (more…)

Inga and her friends showed up at the club around 10PM, when the party was already in full swing. They’d taken extra time getting ready, their newly-tanned skin exposed by their sexiest outfits. Inga was wearing a black top that revealed the cool valley formed by her magnifient breasts. Eye contact might be a problem tonight, but getting attention from the boys wouldn’t.

The club had a big dance floor inside, but most of the action was outside on the enormous wooden deck that projected out onto the beach. They went to the bar out on the deck and tried to buy a drink, but a quartet of relatively good-looking guys saw them walk up and insisted on buying the first round. Each of them took turns looking at Inga, and then her breasts, and in time one of them separated himself and started putting the moves on her.
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Megan sat behind the steering wheel of her car thinking about what she wanted to do. Harry had stopped paying attention to her. After gaining so much weight, he seemed to be avoiding her. No longer touching or kissing her, embarrassed to be seen in public with her. Harry had not shown interest in months and she was feeling lonely and unloved.

She could not believe that any man would find her sexy, even though she was a pretty woman, with flawless skin, short black hair, and wide deep blue eyes, at 5′3 she weighed over 200 pounds. Something Harry seemed to be repulsed by it, but Stan seemed to like.

In her job, as Facilities Coordinator for the company, she was in charge of Building Maintenance and Upkeep, and had meet Stan through her job. He was attractive, friendly, and the new fire inspector for the county. It was his job to inspect all the buildings in the company for code violations. A job that would take several days with Meg assigned to escort him to and thru each building. (more…)

Mike was what you would call “manly”. At 38 he still looked 20. When I was 18 I applied for an internship at his law firm. When I received the position and met the man I was working for, I couldn’t wait to go out and buy business suits and shorten the skirts until they were so short I could hardly move without giving him a view. The first day of work I showed up in a red top and short black skirt. I went into Mike’s office trying to look coy. He glanced up at me, looked back down at his paper, then quickly looked up again. I saw his eyes linger on my skirt and I saw the look of lust flash in his eyes. He stood up and shook my hand and I looked up at him, licked my lips and batted my eyelashes. After just a few days of work, Mike asked me to be his “personal helper”. I was very eager to do this since most of what I thought about all day was how to seduce him. (more…)

Beautiful, glorious morning greeted Dallas as he awakened from sleep. He took immense pleasure in stretching his arms and legs, and then smiled, knowing the greater pleasure that was soon to follow.

Dallas looked down to find, of course, the familiar 8-inch monolith that rose from his sheets. He whispered a quick thanks to a power greater-than he that his brother had since left for college, and vacated the bedroom. Dallas’ newfound privacy afforded him many innovative ways to find enjoyment for himself-whether by himself or with the aid of others. He started to slowly stroke himself, moaning a bit.

“Come on, Dallas, get up!”

Fuck, what a downer. “I am up, Mom!” he yelled. Dallas smiled at his horribly cheesy double entendre. He jumped from his bed, put on a pair of boxer shorts, and grabbed a creased photograph from beneath his mattress. He walked into his bathroom, promptly dropped his boxers, and unfolded the photo. (more…)

Marie was a mature woman with short, well layered blue silver hair and a slightly plump, but still desirable body that was generally covered by proper attire, consisting of sensible tops and knee length skirts. She was a junior high school librarian, a widow who had been married to her college sweetheart for twenty some years until he had perished in a vehicular accident.

I met her two years after her husband’s death. I was only twenty-four, starting my first year of teaching, after three years of soldiering and four years of college.

Nothing happened between us that first year. She was somewhere around my mother’s age and I was not into the Oedipus thing. We did, however, become friends, talking for many hours at the teacher’s lounge. (more…)

Jake entered Trisha’s office and stopped in front of her desk. Trisha looked up and froze. She had seen him in her office many times before, but not since he had turned her in to the cock hungry whore she was last night. He looked down and smiled. He leaned over and placed both his hands on her desk. His face was right in from of Trisha’s.

“Hello slut.” He said with a wink.

A chill shot down her spine, and her pussy began to tingle. Realizing where she was, she immediately stood and hustled to the door to close it. Turning around she looked at him and said with a stern voice, “Not here. I am an executive here and you are a subordinate. When we are here, we must keep a professional relationship.”

Jake approached her. Now standing in front of her, he reached out and grabbed one of her tits roughly. Then he grabbed the other. Her nipples spontaneously hardened and became visible. He began to tweak them through the sheer blouse she had on. (more…)

As I remember the night that I met her, I still tremble with excitement. She had etched herself into my memory forever.

The night was just cool enough to wear the coat. A nice fur, mink I think, it was soft to the touch. I remember it well. I will never forget. I had been in that restaurant for almost 3 hours and while every one of my clients was enjoying themselves including myself, I had to get some fresh air. The restaurant was located at the end of the street on the corner of 5th and 27th, in a very nice part of the city. I like to call it up town. I had walked just a bit and was in the alley behind the restaurant.

As I stood there just enjoying the cool of the evening, I noticed the lighting, just bright enough to see silhouettes and soft enough to be a little romantic. This was no ordinary alley I thought, this alley was on the up side of town were the rich and famous spent their time and money. It was made up of an array of beautiful flowers and plants. Just the same, it was an alley of its own purpose, but rich if that makes any sense.
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Lucy straightened her black skirt and checked her tight white blouse one more time, before entering his office. “He” was Maxwell, the man about to give her an interview for a job she so wanted to get. As she entered his office, she felt his eyes upon her. Her skirt was short, which showed the tops of her black silk stockings - the kind that were hold - ups, with lace around the tops.

He signalled for her to take a seat, opposite his long, solid oak wood desk. As she sat, her skirt rose a little, exposing her long sexy, stocking-clad legs. Lucy saw Maxwell lick his lips with a look of desire in his eye. Maxwell found this young, fresh 18 year old very sexy and hot! He was a balding 52 year old, with bushy brows and beard, and quite porky-looking. (more…)

The man seating next to me looked boring. I was traveling from my place to visit Pune for office work. The bus was to start in 10 min. and it looked empty, so some arrivals were due. I had hoped for a charming company. And my eyes brightened when I saw ‘Padmaja Kaku’ entering the bus. She was looking over her seat and it was at the back of my seat. Kaku was our neighbor, @ 50,and the old age was in her hairs, which had grayed to full white. Otherwise she was in excellent condition. About 5 ft height, full globes and ass and a flat tummy wearing a blue saarry with matching blose. She was a schoolteacher and her husband had been posted at Pune for last six months. She was visiting her husband. Her son was 28, married and two years younger to me.

She settled and just like other passengers and the bus started in few minutes. Hardly it had gone about 5 kms then Kaku she started to talk from behind asking me how come I was on bus and a general talk. She asked her co passenger if he can change place with me, as he had the smell of liquor on his mouth. He consented for my window seat and we changed places. (more…)

It was an early day for me. I’d left the client’s office with a task list and intended on spending the next three or four hours at home, outlining the project. Depending upon the workload, and whether or not the client really needed me to do the work on-site, I’d often cut loose early and take the work home, where I could concentrate uninterrupted for the rest of the afternoon. This started out to be one of those afternoons, but transformed quickly into a day I’d remember for the rest of my life.

As I approached the street where we lived I saw what looked like my stepson Jimmy’s car turn the corner from our street and onto the main road about 75 yards ahead of me. He looked like he was in a hurry and seemed to be alone in his Jeep. Jim was a good kid, a little fast as a driver and a lot fast with the girls at his high school. Currently a junior, he’d been having sex with girls a grade ahead of him since he was a freshman, and had just the right mix of cocky attitude, good looks, good humor and flattery to charm the panties off his seemingly endless supply of fresh pussy. (more…)