My name is Robert, and I own a building company that has a department employing mainly women in an office environment. I was due to take three of the women on an accounting course, which involved an overnight stay at a plush hotel. My company had suddenly...
Kim cursed as she turned into the motel parking lot. The front axle on her reddish 2016 Dodge Journey was making clunking noises again, like it had been doing almost every day for the past month. The mechanic had said it would cost around $750, but she wo...
The trip starts before you board the plane. You're dressed in a short skirt with a button-down blouse, high heels, and nothing underneath except for a Lovesense remote-controlled vibrator. I personally pick you up from the airport and drive you to your ho...
Years passed, but time stopped. While external, life-changing things happened, externally, my body, mind, and heart were in a sort of stasis-like holding pattern. Life and my age advanced; the house was now my home, and I was hitting the venerable thirty...
Knock knock. Rayna opened the hotel room door, staring in shock at the voluptuous woman, nude besides her pumpkin mask and open raincoat, Feeldoe jutting out of her trimmed cunt. The woman presented a coupon for Frightnight Fun – Rayna had recently stealt...
My job involves a lot of travel, and a lot of that travel takes me to college towns or, at least, cities that have very large universities, the kind that play big-time football. Let’s put it that way. As such, I have a deep expense account that reimburses...
There is one cock in particular I think about often, mainly because I only encountered it once. It was attached to a guy named Stephen, who was handsome in a forgettable way—brown hair, medium build, medium height, nice face. Nice guy, but not all that in...
The early evening light fades in the west as my car travels a nearly deserted stretch of rural interstate. It is late autumn, and darkness comes early. The serene tableau and the soft music pouring through the speakers puts me in a pensive mood. I am trav...
Bright and early the next morning, Sunday, Trisha and I started with a long walk through the vineyards, and I took her over to our new winery facility. This was part exercise and part showing her the tasting room and production areas. As a huge wine fan,...
Since Trisha and I were going out for a nice dinner, and to meet my sons, I figured we’d take “the nice car,” and not the big Suburban I picked her up in at the airport. As we exited the mudroom into the four-car garage I told her we’d be taking the black...
Over the next week and a half Trisha and I spoke every other night getting to know each other in detail and planning her upcoming visit to Oak Valley. I learned that she had two married sons (25 & 27) and two grandchildren, all living in the Santa Barbara...
I walk into the hotel without hesitation, as though I belong here. Which, in a sense, I do. I’m not a frequent visitor, but have been here often enough that there’s a sense of familiarity and comfort. There’s also a sense of excitement and nervousness. Bu...
The phone call came Sunday afternoon as I was watching a golf tournament on tv and dozing off in my leather recliner. “Can you drive me to Los Angeles in the morning,” said my eighty-seven-year-old father. “Scott is in the hospital,” he continued, referri...
Craigslist was a hookup treasure chest of opportunity back in the early 2000s. Personal ads from men and women were freely listed for No Strings Attached (NSA) hookups. Remember, this was before today’s many dating apps. I had placed a few ads and replied...
My layover was only going to be about sixteen hours. Approaching the end of the line, I packed up my bags and scanned the sleeper car for anything I might have left. We finally stopped; the rain was pouring down in sheets. Throwing my backpack over my sho...
