Sharon was contemplating her current situation and possibilities as she rode behind her husband, Rick, on the big, rumbling, Harley-Davidson. She had turned fifty-six a month ago and was thinking that, finally, life was good. It hadn’t always been so. A l...
Chapter 1 “Hello, sweetheart.” I walk into my living room greeted by the man I love but sometimes question; surrounded by the light of melting candles, sounds of suggestive warm music bouncing off the windows and the smell of burnt incense staining the se...
You remember, don't you, that morning when you were driving me to work through the morning rush hour in your new car? You were wearing a summer dress, which was resting just above your knees. You looked so sexy sitting there watching the traffic. You reme...
Since it is time for confessions, I have to admit to a small fetish. Nothing distasteful or shocking, but just a penchant for women with pendulous inner labia that always protrude from the protecting hood of their vulva, and which open out like the petals...
The logical part of my mind has tried to understand youto no avail. You're an anomaly. (Not in a bad way) A star thatshines more brightly than the rest,or a wounded bird that hastaught itself to fly again. You're a puzzle, a riddle,an enigma. (But not in...
Are you wet for me, my love,knowing that I sit and watch? There is a heat in your loins,a smouldering burn,a spreading warmthof liquid fire. Do you wait for me, my love? Yes, you wait... spread open in want,and tenderly pierced by your lover's lance. His...
You're a scamp, you know, playing with me. I know what you want,giggling and teasing,getting megoing, you havecome to play with me. Alright little girl,alright,that's enough,I'm trying to workcan't you see,you naughty, preciousgamineof lust. Act your age...
