My girlfriend Tina was the kind of girl every guy wants to fuck. She's tall, about five foot nine with long, long legs. Her dark brown hair falls about three or four inches below her shoulders. She has phenomenal tits. Just unbelievable, with not too long of nipple, just long enough when hard to really swirl your tongue around. She was, without a doubt, one of those women that when you met her, you really didn't care if you were married, had a girlfriend, or liked the guy she was dating. You still wanted to fuck her. We worked together at a restaurant in LA, a posh one where we made a lot of money.
Kate thought she had a wonderful life, a strong marriage, and a good family. Then in one night it all fell apart. When I thought it couldn't get any worse, it did. "Bear, get off my leg dang it!" I yelled. Bear is the name of my German shepherd. Don't be fooled though. He is just a push over, the gentlest dog you could ever ask for, except that he has been humping my leg lately. My two teenage boys tell me it's because I'm the only female in the household. Maybe so. But I may have to take some of the blame. I have on occasion encouraged it a bit, stroking Bear a little down there where it feels good to him, when no one was looking. Well Bear may never get his chance with a female dog.
My wife and i were eating dinner at a good friends house one night when the weather had started to get a little messy. It was January in New York so when i say a little messy what i really mean is lots of snow and very bad roads. While we were eating a young women about 25 walked in to the house and started saying how bad the weather was, she commented that she lived way up on a hill and did not dare to travel home. Our friends decided that she could stay with them so she sat down and joined us. However I could not help but notice how attractive she was in the tight top and even tighter jeans that she had on. She was introduced to us Kim.
Rain hurtling down the gutters and attacking us waves, we waited three quarters of an hour to get into the nightclub, the last one open in town. A birthday outing for a friend had already backfired severely after a large percentage of the party had drunk too much and gone home and I, despite being left as guardian of two of the hottest girls in the party, was starting to regret my decision to not follow suit. The bouncers eyed us up cautiously as we hid ourselves under a barely waterproof jacket, one between the three of us.
Chapter Two: The drive to the health club was nerve-racking, to say the least. The rain was coming down faster than the wipers could keep it clear of the windshield. The rush hour had started, and the freeway traffic was beginning to slow. On any ordinary day, Alicia would have been cursing the weather and the traffic, telling herself that they ought to move out of the suburbs and into the country, or else into the center of the city where everything was within walking distance or only a short drive away. Alicia would never get used to freeways. Today, however, she welcomed the traffic madness and the downpour. They took her mind off what had happened at home.
Alicia Anderson wondered what it would be like to have a young stud to fuck her regularly. It seemed that every married woman in the world was having an affair these days except her. Even Zenobia Grant -- that decrepit old bag on the soap opera Alicia sat here watching as the rain poured down outside -- was having an affair. The old bag, with her six face lifts and inch-thick makeup, was presently locked in the muscular embrace of the young stableboy who tended her husband's prize horses. The stableboy had to be at least a half century younger than Zenobia. Alicia she'd never be able to figure out the stableboy's lust for the old bag.
My mom has always had the belief that what her husband doesn't know can't hurt him. He's her third husband, he came around at the time I was twelve (I'm 19 now). I had spent most of my childhood with my real father and a few years with my mother's second husband so he wasn't necessarily a father to me, but I still saw him as my mother's husband and an authority figure. He and I have always gotten along rather well. We like a lot of the same things, cooking shows, history channel, being outdoors, that kinda thing. I used to bake a lot and he liked my cookies so much he never wanted my mom to bake (something she was rather jealous of).
Jack was determined to fuck Donna, the mother of his daughter's boyfriend. He just got mixed up a bit. "Fine, have your damn costume party. But I won't be there" Mary promised. "I'll spend the night at mother's.""Oh hon, come on," I exclaimed. "You'll have fun.""No I won't," she countered. "You know how I hate those kinds of parties. Things happen that everyone is sorry about the next day.""Hon, that was years ago. It was a mistake. I said I was sorry a million times.""I'm not talking about you," Mary said. "I'm talking about Teresa. I don't care if she is in college. She lives here and will abide by my, our, rules. No sex until marriage.
She is married, but often left alone while hubby was traveling, and doing business. In her sexual prime, she turned to sex stories as an outlet.. After a few looks, she found me, and my e-mail address. She agreed to pay my way round trip if I would come and teach her how to have multiple orgasms. She also has never enjoyed the pleasures of oral sex. Her life was about to change.. I arrived in town at daybreak, having flown all night..Being asleep the last few hours had given me hope the day would not be wasted because of jet lag. I checked into the hotel Li had reserved a suite for me in.. I immediately set up my massage table and stones, not sure when she might arrive.
My name is Kaitlin Mundy. I am 23 years of age. I had been Mike (Mr Carter's) secretary for about 3 years now and really enjoyed the job. The pay wasn't all that brilliant but it did get me out the house routine and did make a difference to our budget. In fact truth to say without this little job James (my husband) and I would be on Poor Street. The difference wasn't huge but allowed a little more freedom and as we did not have children even after 6 years of marriage there was no one at home that needed my attentions and I got to meet some interesting people. I also got staff discount at the store which helped.