I've been watching you perform your sales act all afternoon at the open house of the home you're trying to sell. Your full, pillowy lips make concentrating on your spiel difficult at best. Your business suit does a poor job of hiding the voluptuousness of your body. Your blond tresses caressing the tops of your 36D breasts, your trim waist and lush hips are so very inviting. Your mid-thigh skirt presents your legs nicely...

My name is Emma. I'm a twenty-two-year-old girl. My life with my college roommate started off pretty normal. It was co-ed housing. But the minute she introduced me to her boyfriend, everything changed. He looked me up and down, with a predatory and decisive look on his face, and smiled in a sweet way. It made me tingle and feel uncomfortable inside. His girlfriend seemed to notice but said nothing. It made it worse. I fel...

I never thought that my best friend's ex-girlfriend would still be so into him, even though she is married. But when I found out that she still slept with him, I was shocked. She must have never gotten over him because she always seems to want to do anything for him. So when he told me about his plan for us both to fuck her, I was all in. One night, he had her and me over at his place to hang out and enjoy some drinks. We...

Considering how my Saturday started with Kay coming by to collect the money for my new living room furniture and winding up nearly fucking my brains out, the rest of my Saturday was rather mundane. I showered and spent the rest of my morning and most of the afternoon stocking my new apartment with groceries and what I figured I'd need to set up the house. My last stop of the afternoon was to get my fireplace fuel tank ref...

The two young delivery boys had hardly finished setting my new living room sectional in place and left when a soft knock on my door announced the arrival of their employer. Kay's red hair was teased exactly as it had been the day before, perfectly framing her high cheekbones, sparkling blue-grey eyes, and full pouty lips. "Morning Allen,” she said as I stepped aside to allow her inside. "Good morning to you Kay,” I replie...

As I signed the lease and handed the agent, Stephanie Peters, a check for two grand to cover the security deposit and first month's rent, I found it hard to believe I'd actually left my wife and agreed to lease apartment number 1215 in Kurtz House for the following year. I had next to nothing to put in this $ 1,000.00-a-month apartment except a couple of suitcases full of clothes, my portable stereo, and a laptop. I could...