“Christina, James is coming home for Christmas dinner; he’s bringing his friend Jason.” Christina’s pussy instantly got wet. She was seventeen and already very sexually aware. She had always liked Jason, who was nearly ten years her senior. He was handsome and well-built, an almost perfect specimen. Christina was infatuated with him. She took it upon herself that she would finally do something about her crush, dress sexy...

Like clockwork, I walked into my neighborhood Coffee Lounge at 7:45 am. There was the usual cast of characters who were there every weekday when I arrived: Bob the fifty-ish IBM guy, Julie the late twenties sorority girl insurance claims rep, Hank and Joe the two retired guys from the post office, and the blonde twenty-something surf dude who rarely talks to any of us. Bob calls him Spicoli, from the Fast Times at Ridgemo...

When I made it back outside, Ginger was on the professor’s lap, wiggling her too-perfect bottom all over his groin. Her husband, Ben, was copping a feel of her full, round breasts through the bikini top. At that moment, I realized that despite my mental justifications, blaming the edibles and copious amounts of alcohol, I’d let Ben finger me the night we met because I was strongly attracted to him. My lusty desire didn’t...

I texted Lori my address just before I teed off with my buddies. Dinner 6:00 pm, bring your swimsuit. 1016 Rio Vista Drive. She texted back, saying she knew the street. The truth was that she was impressed with my location. Rio Vista Estates is an old, established neighborhood in Oak Valley. The homes are large and very nice, mostly built in the late 1960s. As she walked up the walkway, she admired the Mexican-style home...

My name is Bradley Carter – Brad, for short – and I am a twenty-six-year-old college student working on my Master's degree in Computer Science. I plan on pursuing a career in computer and information systems management with an eye towards system security.  I like to think of myself as "technically gifted" – I hate the word "geek" because it conjures up images of scrawny kids with highwater black pants held up with suspend...

I am glad I made the effort. The lockdown meant the restaurants were all closed so I invited you round and said I would cook for you. I cooked fish and made my own parsley and white wine sauce. I served gin first and then chilled a bottle of Sancerre.  I put on a white shirt and a blue blazer. The music was good. Our conversation was flirty and suggestive as we enjoyed our meal. Looking down at your red hair I saw my cock...

Chapter 4   “Good evening, Mr. Hawk,” a tall, handsome man said as they entered. “I see that you’ve brought a beautiful woman to dress up my shabby restaurant.” Reaching his hand out, Tommy said, “That’s exactly what I’m doing, Dominic. This place needs a little help, and I think when the word gets out that Elizabeth eats here, your business will improve.” “No doubt,” the man replied as he unashamedly checked her out. “Le...

Becky had come to our office from the corporate headquarters in St. Louis, where she had just completed her training. She was to join our group and learn the ropes of becoming a realtor here in Topeka. From what I had been told, she was very good at her job and after meeting her, I could see why–she had the "qualities" that could sell water to a sailor! With long dishwater blonde hair, a hot figure with firm full breasts,...