“You’re going to get caught.” Her voice startled me. I was at the bar getting a drink, doing the usual pre-game for Friday night out with the girls. There were five of us that night; there had been a sixth, but she had already found what she was looking for before we even got to the club, a tall blonde stud that oozed sex appeal. We all knew we wouldn’t be seeing her again until Monday morning at the office. Turning sligh...

I didn’t see her the next day. It wasn’t intentional, but I had a busy calendar, and she may have been similarly occupied. As it was Friday, it would now be Monday before we saw each other again. During that day and the following weekend, I thought about her frequently and tried to determine what I wanted to happen going forward. The more I thought about it, the more it returned to her level of comfort, accepting that I c...

5 – Amy Wants to Give Gradually, we’d both gotten dressed, and there was an awkward pause as we realized this was the end for whatever ‘us’ there had been. Amy broke the ice by giving me a gentle hug, holding on for longer than expected, and whispering another ‘Thank you’ in my ear. As we parted, our eyes met briefly before she turned to leave. I was truly sad to see her walk out the door and wondered how it would be to c...

“Click-wish, click-whoosh,” the shutter of Marilyn’s Nikon snapped rapidly in staccato bursts. Her impromptu subject pursed her blood-red, pouting lips, her hands squeezing her taut, erect nipples through the thin fabric of her top as she posed, loving being the center of attention in the art gallery. The onlookers—art collectors, critics, reporters, patrons, and the artsy crowd—watched in hushed dismay, their faces masks...

It was a crisp, clear winter morning. Though she was immune to its effects, she could feel the cold permeating the air. A thin blanket of frost covered the landscape, the sun’s weak rays reflecting off the tiny ice crystals, creating an ethereal beauty seldom seen where she came from. Honking softly, a flight of geese banked and landed gently on the water. She sensed that people didn’t come here very often during the cold...

Link walked down through the darkened factory, checking to make sure nothing was left running and and the night lights are on. Glancing up at the balcony he saw that Kimber's office light was on. He walked up the stairs and looked through the window. Seeing that she was alone he tapped on the door. She looked up and frowned motioning him in. "What do you need Link?" she smiled at him then said, "Brett said that you would...

The morning light is just peaking into my bedroom, as I shift to avoid it. I pull the covers up, hiding my face. I groan lightly, thinking the day has come all too fast. Why me? I don’t want to get out of bed. Maybe I’ll just not go to school today, I groan. I know I can’t ditch, I have a major test in math and I need to go. I throw the covers off myself, taking a deep breath. I can smell the coffee mum has brewing downst...

She was a new girl.I had seen her sometimes,strolling through the market,taking her time, enjoying the booths and the people.I never saw her actually purchase anythingbut she always had a smile for those tryingto get a sale out of her,before gently refusing and moving on.My poor booth never drew her attentionuntil today when she stopped in front of me,offering an impish smile of greeting to my well worn whiskery face. My...

“Good morning, Angel,” I feel your arms circle around me from behind. You reach up, cupping my tits, and squeeze them. “Good morning to you,” I turn and hug you properly. I do my own squeezing, as I pinch your ass. I giggle as you lean down to kiss me gently. You move down to kiss on my neck, I moan softly. Standing there in the bedroom in just my PJs, I let you work my neck. I let out a soft sigh, leaning against you as...