The friendship had started innocently enough, as Misty had waved to the old guy who sat on his porch as she walked home from her city high school, and he had waved back a few times. He had a nice smile, and Misty kind of liked how he smiled at her, and how he seemed to stare at her as she walked in front of his house. She knew she was cute, and the old guy appreciated her and seemed to really smile when she wore her short...

It was February of 1993. Back in 1976, when Kelly was sixteen years old, she was at a party at a friend’s house that turned into an orgy and she was fucked by a half-dozen men that all worked together at the Ford dealership. A couple of them were double her age and one’s name was Gary. Fast-forward sixteen years and we had moved a couple of states away. Needing her Mustang repaired, Kelly went to the local Ford dealer the...

It was October of 1987. Kelly and I lived in an area with a strong German heritage. There was a German social/sporting club a few small towns away that held a series of Octoberfest dances each year. They ran every other Saturday culminating in a big party on Halloween weekend, which that year was actually on Saturday. The fact that we were all taught the polka, schottische, and waltz in high school gym class tells you all...

It was early October of 1992. Kelly and I had moved to a new locale just a few weeks earlier. That left us without our usual mechanic. When Kelly’s Mustang started acting up, she decided to take it to a Ford dealer. The problem was specific to higher speed and certain circumstances. Kelly really wanted the service writer to ride with her so she could demonstrate the actual problem and, hopefully, get it fixed on the first...

I'm finally meeting you after so many months of flirting.  How shy and embarrassed I am  to meet someone I've only ever talked to online, yet I feel so comfortable as if I already know you. I know we both desperately want to fuck each other as soon as we meet, but we restrain ourselves from doing so for the sake of formality.  I play guide and show you around some scenic spots on the island, and I know the whole time you...

I had "hired" Kelly to help catalog some of my online purchases. Most are inexpensive collectibles that I planned to sell on eBay to raise revenue for my main online business. With all of the eBay and PayPal fees and lack of communication, I could barely break even financially with them. I still needed help cataloging the myriad of items. Kelly was a housewife so she had time. She's also wanted to get some items from my m...

A long day at Uni has ended with me checking myself out in my mirror, getting ready for a drive with Jacob - my best friend of five years.  Red booty shorts and a black vest top. My go to outfit for relaxing. Shows my arse and legs off. Broad hips. Narrow waist and small tits. Not much, but a handful. Things had been getting a bit heated between us. Side eye glances, steamy playlists and hands grazing thighs while changin...

Our ‘affair’ for want of a better word, had to be and was kept very discreet. Other than when we returned after that first weekend we never came into or left work together.  Lucy had also been promoted and moved to a different part and building in our work's complex. That made things a lot easier as we no longer interacted at work, even though I also had been promoted and was now ‘Head of Section’. After a few months of b...

Mr. Tracey blots away the beads of sweat that accumulate on his brow with a polka dot hanky. He folds it into a neat square and slides it back into the breast pocket of his faded denim blazer. He looks particularly disheveled as he sips from a white ceramic mug that reads ‘HOT FOR TEACHER’ in bold black Helvetica font. It’s probably filled with Jim Beam, I decide. His thinning hair is heavy with oil and is combed careless...

It had been required of me to go out of town for my work for quite some time. I had rather constantly complained about this as I would get behind on my home upkeep. It would also take me away from my other online business. It’s somewhat difficult to ship a sold item from two or three hundred miles away. At this point in my relationship with Kelly, my little red-haired beauty, I was allowing myself some fun distractions. S...

Pat asked to stay a few more minutes. We were in a dimly lit car park. Pat had heard it's a meeting place for people wanting to have fun. Dogging is the word she used. No sooner had I said, "Let's go," than headlights appeared behind us. The car parked about half a dozen car widths away. Nothing happened for a while; then, the side window came down. I could make out the outline of a man, "What's happening?" Pat told me to...

It was the late fall of 1976. Kelly and I were seniors in high school. Kelly had changed so much over the past couple of years it was almost unbelievable. She had grown from being a shy, timid virgin to a strong woman that exuded confidence, and when she wanted, raw sexuality. Kelly had experienced nearly a dozen men and boys by that time, some barely sixteen, some more than twice her age. The summer before her junior yea...