Boxers Stories

It was just as awkward lifting Winter out of the bath as it had been helping her into it. Only now, she was completely naked, and of course, my gaze went directly to her breasts. In the moment before I managed to look away, I found myself trying to memorize the image of her small tits, which were shaped like delicate teardrops. Her nipples, also small, were a very subtle pink. I'd taken off my dress shirt and tie, then dr...

The lad grinned across at me, pleased for the lift. I wasn't going exactly where he wanted, but I could take him to a motorway junction twenty miles short without too much of a detour. He'd have to sort himself out from there: either stand in the cold with his thumb sticking out, like he had before I pulled up, or otherwise pay for a bus.He didn't look like he had a huge amount of money, though."You were in a pretty deser...