It was April of 1988 on a Friday night in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula. I had to spend a few days up there for work and Kelly decided to tag along to burn off some vacation. It was off-season and the hotel we were staying at had only a handful of guests. Kelly and I had met Steve while we were hanging out in the pool/hot tub/sauna area. Over the course of a couple of days, Steve and Kelly fucked about four times. The net ef...

"This is gonna be one hell of a weekend Grey," Morgan said, smiling as she started to unbutton her blouse. She watched my reaction as she slowly exposed an ivory lace bra containing what I guessed was a pair of freckled 34B breasts. She reached behind her back, unhooking her bra, shucking it off her shoulders and letting it float to the floor. There, inches from my face were the most luscious looking breasts. Small mounds...

Even her dog was suspicious of the man trying get in. “I can’t let you in,” Brooke said, with a shrug and an apologetic smile. “Please, ma’am, this is my building,” said the man trying squeeze past her. “I’ve lived here for a month.” They were at the front door of the apartment building. He seemed like a nice guy—no menace in his eyes, no hint of thuggery in his clothes. But the rules were clear about people having their...

It was a few months after TwerkFest, and Brooke was back at work at her job. The usual things happened at her job. The male gaze. She flaunted it a bit more, even though she and Mark were somewhat a thing. Her usual customers even returned. She looked at the four that showed up at TwerkFest in South Padre that day. She saw their distinct faces. “What’s up, Brooke?" Jaden said. “Or should we say, Miss New Booty?" Kevin rep...

"Did you just tell me to shhh?""You're moaning too loudly.""I didn't moan; I squealed. You're the one making too much noise." Balancing on my palm and my knees, I snatched a pillow off the bed and handed it back to Kevin. "Moan into this."Without halting his thrusts, my husband took his hand off my bare bottom and held the rectangular foam against his face to muffle his cries. "Oh, oh, ohh.""That's better." Then I let out...

"Wow," I said as I looked at the view of the city. "That's the second time you said that," Kathy smiled from behind me. "Well," I said, standing against the glass window of her office. "I know you said you worked in this building, but I didn't think you were up this high." "I am glad you like it," Kathy smiled as her secretary brought her a few papers. "I am sorry I am running late." "Late," I said, shaking my head. "I go...

“That's my seat.”“What was that?”“You're in my seat.” I showed him the cinema ticket. “I wouldn't make a big deal about it, because I don't want to break up your friend group, but I don't want to take someone else's seat either.”“We just have to each move down one. Guys?” He and his two male friends each shifted in the theater row to their assigned numbers.“Thank you.”“No worries.”“Hey…” I mused as rested in the reclining...

Now, I am a student of the game. I learned it from my father. He observes things. This includes “The Love Game.” He always said to me that there is always at least one man saying to a woman, no matter how beautiful she is, "Fuck her. You can have her." I brushed that off at first. Until I got the urge to try online dating (don’t judge). So I tried a dating date based on college students. Trial and error came. Until I saw...