The dim glow of the tattoo parlor’s neon sign flickered against the rain-streaked windows, casting a sultry crimson hue over the black leather chairs. The air smelled of antiseptic and ink, thick with the hum of the needle gun and the low thrum of bass-heavy music pulsing from the speakers. Catherine sat first, her long legs crossed, her fingers drumming impatiently against the armrest. She wore a tight black tank top tha...

Joanne never knew when to shut her damn mouth. Always talking, always bragging, always finding a way to make herself the center of attention in the store. Big tits, fat ass, and that smug way her shirt hugged her DD's. Every Monday morning, it was the same: stories about stuff she did over the weekend, or how wild the party got, or what younger guy had been trying to hook up with her. She thought it impressed people. Real...

The seat belt sign came on, announcing that they would be landing soon. Lynn looked at the blanket of white out the window and instantly regretted her choice of attire. She was flying into Denver in December dressed in a sheer blouse and miniskirt. Her high heels wouldn't do her any good in the snow either. "Fuck," Lynn thought to herself, trying to decide if looking hot was worth it. Lynn loved the attention she got when...

Part 2 - The Cougar Catches Her Prey As I stood at the till, I replayed what just happened in my head, her beaming smile and what she had just said. "Well, hello again, you. I hoped we might bump into each other again before I left the store. Perhaps I ought to introduce myself to a lovely guy like you. My name’s Emma, and you must be Al I think, are you not? I think we have a mutual friend in Gemma, your neighbour. I thi...

Ginger We finished up our drinks, Will swiped our room card to add them to our account and we made the short walk back to our room. Lexi was on the bed, reclining against the headboard and covered with a long negligee. “Close the blinds please,” she said quietly. I looked and was dumbfounded. Our previously long-haired blonde wife was transformed into a stunning, short-haired redhead. “Oh, wow, I LOVE IT!” I squealed. I m...

I was now settling in to my new role of pleasing Miss Susan and was also getting used to Chantelle's winks and comments in the office. I was no longer so concerned about wearing stockings and suspender belt under my shorter skirts, even though the breeze on my bald, knickerless pussy served to remind me of my position. By now I had had my second visit to Miss Christine at the beauty shop; my pierced nipples were progressi...

My mind was in a whirl after Miss Susan left; what had I let myself in for? I realised that I really knew nothing about her and that she looked really young. I assured myself that she had to be at least eighteen to have been in the club, but should a woman of forty-five be in a relationship with someone that young? Thinking about it, I realised that she absolutely did excite me and that I craved her attention. I spent the...

Ruth was sitting on her bench in her corner office, as she called it, counting up what she had made so far. $150 for about a half hour's work! she thought It's too bad I can't keep this pace up the whole night! Even though there were a couple of hours between her gentleman callers, it was still a pretty good night. The action had slowed down some, and Ruth sat there on her bench wondering if she was going to get another p...