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"Sal, take table 12," I heard the hostess say.

I gradually turned and peeked over there. 'A pretty thirtyish brunette alone in a pink dress on a Tuesday night? And wow, she isn't even trying to hide that rack, she is giving me a hard-on now,' I thought before I calmly began walking towards her.

My eyes never drifted off her as she just looked over the menu for the moment.

Although, I still went over to her. "Hello, how are you tonight?"

She put the menu down and glanced at me. "I'm fine, Salvatore."

"You can call me 'Sal' if you'd like," I informed her, vibrating. 'Don't stare at her bosoms, don't eyeball them. If she even thinks I might be checking them out, she could get me fired. Just look towards her face,' I thought before a gap. 'Crap, she is giving me a look.'

"Are you okay, Sal?"

"Yes, it has just been a long night, and I clock out in about a half hour."

"And I'm lucky enough to be your last customer? Not a bad deal," she mentioned, leaning back. "It takes a classy guy to at least pretend that he isn't massively attracted to his customers, especially when they have their boobs out front and center."

My eyes widened, and I looked away for a few seconds. "I guess."

"Don't worry; I won't bust you for looking at them. At the very minimum, I'll give you this: I'm Jadia," she told me, prior to putting her hand out.

I casually took it and shook her hand for a few seconds. I was confident she felt me shaking nonstop, but she just smiled at me.

After a moment, I took my hand away. "What can I get you, Jadia?"

"Just a burger with fries please, and a beer," she responded, handing me the menu. "I know it seems weird to go out to a nice restaurant in a sexy dress to get food you can get at a bar, but I tend to go out of my way to get some things I want. In this case: a handsome waiter."

'Is she hitting on me?' I thought, grabbing the menu. "Thank you."

"Your welcome."

I didn't know, but I just calmly walked away and put in her order.

After I put it in, I slowly turned my head to her. 'I'm not sure what to make of her, but she has my motor running. She is waving at me in a sexy way, so is she coming onto me? I don't even have another table to take my mind off her. Wow, she is stunning: a pretty face, straight brown hair, those breasts that look like c-cups and the whole persona she has too.'

I grabbed her a beer and brought it to her. "How are you so far?" I inquired, handing it to her.

"Fine, thank you. How are you, Sal?" she asked, opening it.

"Great, Jadia," I answered, placing my hands on the chair across from her. "I'm just hoping to meet the woman of my dreams soon as well. You never know when she might come over."

"True, and do you not have kids?" she pondered before taking a drink.

"Correct, and you?"

"No, but I'm open to someone putting a bun in my oven sometime. It is quite difficult to distinguish the guys I'd like to start a family with and the ones I'd probably be better off getting into bed with once. Are you surprised with this body that no one has been interested in getting that far with me?"

"No, not at all, It could simply be that you are too much woman for one man. You are dazzling if you don't mind me saying so."

"Oh," she said grinning. "Not at all, Sal. You may compliment me all you want. Your charm might earn you a big tip."

I bit down on my bottom lip. "Thank you; I'm going to go check on your food now," I informed her before I began moving back towards the kitchen.

I strolled right into the bathroom and peeked in the mirror. "Wow, Jadia is something else it seems," I whispered, breathing heavily and placing my hand on my crotch. "Damn, woman, if you aren't hitting on me, then you're causing an extreme unintended side effect: you are turning me on and breaking off the switch too."

A customer walked in, so I just washed my hands and made a little eye contact. I just zipped my lip and played it cool for the moment, but then I went back out the door. I voyaged back towards her table, and she waved at me.

I waved back, but didn't come back to her just yet. I turned my head away and strolled to the kitchen. Oddly enough, I saw her food ready for me to grab. I took in a deep breath and performed my duties as the waiter.

A moment later, I found myself back at her table. "Here you go, Jadia," I said, setting the plate down. "I hope it is to your liking."

"I'm sure it will be," she mentioned, glancing at me and feeling my arm. "Solely because you delivered it to me. I'm sure you sprinkled a little extra 'Sal magic' on there for me, didn't you? I'd hate to leave a small tip because you couldn't do that for me."

I swallowed once. "No, I did it for you."

She picked the burger up and took a bite with her eyes closed. I watched her eat, and my jaw nearly dropped.

"Whoa, maybe you put a little too much of it on here," she told me, peeking at me. "Although, I'll forgive you."

"Good, I'll check on you in a few minutes."

"Please do, I love the company of a hot and sexy man like you, Sal."

I shook somewhat and walked away again. I just headed to a corner and placed my hands on my face. I couldn't comprehend what was going on exactly, but I just tried not to draw attention.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd think someone was pranking me. Is this chick leading me on or what? Does she want me, or could she be screwing with me? I know I've been a good waiter, but the jury is still out on the 'WTF' for this gal. She has been smiling at me lustfully, and even making a physical contact with me too."

I stayed away for a few minutes, but kept her on my mind. Whether nothing was going on, or something, I had to check on her again.

I went back and placed my hands on the chair across from her again. "How was the burger?"

"Great, Sal," she answered, wiping her mouth. "Who says a sexy lady eats slowly?"

"No one, I guess. Would you like the check or would desire some dessert?"

"No, I'm good, just the check pretty please," she answered, placing her hands on mine.

I failed to move or say anything for a few seconds as our eyes stayed together and she smiled, but then I nodded and calmly walked back.

I turned away again and went to the register. "Wow, I'm speechless. Is going to give me a big tip, or ask me out? I can't ask her out, but it seems like she is laying the groundwork for something to go down," I explained before I pulled out the receipt. "I guess I'll find out shortly. She has definitely been flirting, so anything is possible."

I nonchalantly made the trip back to her and dropped it off. Although, she was ready with her credit card, so I just took it from her. I immediately went back and rang her up with a hard beating heart. A moment later, I walked back to her again.

I set it down with a pen. "Well, I hope to see you here again, Jadia."

"I'm sure you will, Sal," she mentioned, picking up the pen.

I left again to give her some privacy. I still didn't have another table to go to, but I just waited again for my nerves to calm down. Although, that just wasn't an option as I knew the moment of truth was coming.

A minute later, I looked at her table. "Oh, she is gone now."

I walked to the table again and picked up the check. "Are you kidding me?" I groaned, letting my head back. "She inserted an 'X' right through the tip line. What the hell, dude?" I laughed softly.

I sighed again and placed it down on the table. I didn't say or move for a moment and tried to overcome the event.

Although, after that minute, I viewed the check again. "Did she write something on the back?" I pondered, picking it up and flipping it. "'Meet me in the ladies room.'?" I asked before a gap. "Is this for real? Who the hell else would write it?"

I looked around, but saw no sight of her. I attempted to think about it all again, but my hands both came onto my rod. I felt it for a few seconds and smiled widely too. I just chose to investigate out of curiosity. I lazily made my way over to the ladies room, but made sure to check the perimeter first.

I swallowed as I saw that the coast was clear, but I still found myself on edge. No matter what the prize was, I knew there would be a risk. I clenched my fists and already felt drops of sweat streaming down my forehead.

I just peered at the ladies room sign for a moment in the same position. "Well, you only live once, right?" I theorized before I slowly opened the door.

I went in there, and let the door close. 'I don't see anyone, but it is a somewhat big bathroom, but could Jadia be hiding in one of the stalls? Am I supposed to go looking for her? Does she even care if I get fired?' I thought, standing nearly frozen except for my head.

I bit my bottom lip and breathed heavily for a moment. I didn't know what to do, but my hard-on never went away. Then I calmly lowered myself to my knees and looked over towards the stalls.

"I don't see any feet on the floor," I whispered, scanning all of the bottom ends of the doors. "This chick must have been screwing with me."

A few seconds later, I rose back up and went to the sinks. I angled my head down and began washing my hands. As I did, I felt myself jiggling again, but just for a different reason that time. I felt sweat flowing down my head and nerves were shot too.

"Shit," I whined, going to the paper towel dispenser. "It seemed like Jadia was into me, but she sent me on this wild goose chase? Isn't that just a crock of shit?" I bitched, drying my hands.

I got no answer, and then I threw the paper towel in the trash. "Well, at least no other ladies came in here," I said, prior to strolling back to the door.

I grabbed onto the knob and attempted to open the door. "What the hell?" I fussed, pulling on it. "The door is locked, who the hell locked it? I'm the only one in here," I said before a gap. "Is someone there?" I questioned, turning my head back towards the stalls.

"Just me," Jadia announced, calmly walking towards me.

"Jadia, what's going on here?" I wondered, putting one hand up. "What was with the note?" I asked, showing it to her.

"This," she answered, wrapping her arms around me and pressing her lips onto mine.

'Holy shit, she is kissing me,' I thought before I placed my hands on her butt.

Although, then her lips parted from mine. "I didn't say you could feel my ass, Salvatore," she informed me, giving me a look and taking the receipt.

"I'm sorry, I guess I don't know the rules, and that is my natural response when a woman makes out with me. I've never had this happen before."

She kissed me again and smirked. "There is only one rule," she let me know, heading back to the door while putting the receipt in her pocket. "Let's not get caught," she proposed, unlocking the door. "We don't want to that obvious, Sal; your boss could come in here," she pointed out, coming to me. "Now, let's go back to that last stall," she offered, putting her hand out.

I took it, and she took us both to that destination. I didn't know what to expect, but my hopes skyrocketed as she showed herself and kissed me too. She was beyond sexy, and she knew she had just where she had me.

She entered second, shut the door, locked it and turned to me. "I'm not a hussy, I know to tip a waiter that did a great job," she made clear, placing her hands on my crotch. "It is so much more than just taking an order and delivering the food," she explained before her tone slowed down. "You have to make a connection with the customer, which you clearly did, Salvatore," she reminded me, undoing my pants.

They fell right down, and my cock popped out.

"That's commendable," she stated before blindly grabbing onto it. "I don't see this as seduction, because I think the seducer has to know the person that they are seducing beforehand, and I never met you before tonight. I could be wrong though; I'm not perfect. I'm just a sexy chick that is willing to give her waiter a good tip," she whispered, stroking it. "I really hope you'll accept."

I failed to speak for a moment, but kept my eyes on hers. Jadia didn't say a word either, but did bring her lips to my cheek and neck a few times though. Then I angled my head up a bit and sensed the thrill going throughout my body.

I just felt her please me with her soft hands and lips for a moment as I couldn't look at her anymore. I knew the potential for what could happen was limitless, but I just kept fearing we might get caught.

"Go ahead, feel my butt again, and you might notice, I'm not wearing any panties. Give in to temptation and find out where this sexual rabbit hole goes, Sal. You wouldn't be in here if you didn't want to know."

I felt my cock become even harder, and she placed the pieces together for me to make this experience even sexier. I gently put my hands on her butt and helped myself to grab onto her butt cheeks as well.

"Holy shit, those are soft cheeks, even through your dress."

"I know, just imagine how my bare butt feels."

"Damn, are you tempting me to strip you now, Jadia?"

She slowly leaned back and giggled. "I'm not wearing a bra either," she confessed, letting go of my schlong. "Go ahead, take this nettlesome pink dress off me. See the body you've been fantasizing about seeing since you set your eyes on me. Don't even try to deny it, Salvatore; I can see what your sexual dreams are, even as they just starting to exist. This one started just as you first looked at my rack, correct?"

"Yes."

"Then strip me," she ordered me, letting her arms up. "And prepare for the best tip you'll ever get."

I wasted no time and got it right off her. Then no one said a word for a moment as I took the tour of the front half of her nude body. She just placed her hands on her hips and allowed me to absorb the image of her naked body into my brain.

I dropped it, and she calmly closed the gap between us. "Are you ready for your tip now, Sal?"

"Yes, I am, Jadia. Nothing could be overrated coming from a ravishing woman like you. I think your breasts are in fact perfect, size, nipple color, and placement too."

"Good answer, consequentially, my favorite color is pink," she said, grinning.

She smooched my cheek, placed her hands on my chest and calmly lowered herself down to her knees while letting them rub their way down to my pecker.

She let both hands come onto the base of my rod and peeked at me. "Just don't cum in my mouth, we don't know each other that well," she warned me before she let it into her mouth.

"Oh, holy shit, I already know that this is the best tip ever, Jadia," I moaned, slanting my head back and covering my face with both hands.

I immediately began rubbing it as I felt her lips thrusting on my johnson ever so slowly. I had no idea this would indeed happen, but yet, I felt the pleasure happening just a few feet down below. Then I dropped my hands to my sides, and they transformed into clenched fists too.

'I want to look at her and watch her perform this lewd act, but I think I might just shoot too early. Fuck, this chick must be crazy.'

Her thrusts remained slow for the first minute, but as I failed to peek back at her, I did feel her begin to speed them up casually over the next couple of minutes. She felt the direct effects of it as my whole figure shook a bit.

Although, she kept her hands right at the base of my wood and pleasured away to no stop. My feet also began tapping the tiled floor, and my mouth opened up as much as it possibly could too. I did manage not to drool though.

'Crazy and sexy, what a lethal combination. I don't even know where things could go after this. I saw Jadia as a somewhat innocent, but still evil woman with hidden intentions, and I was right. She said she wasn't planning on seducing me, but I don't know what to believe. Her lips feel so phenomenal on my schlong that I think it might fall off. I feel like I won the lottery.'

After a few minutes, I felt her grab my shirt and pull on it. I made sure to glance back down at her and give her a little attention. We made eye contact again which did increase our new found intimacy and she did let my pecker out.

No words dropped from either of us, and we smirked at each other as she rubbed my johnson for a few seconds. Soon after that, Jadia's tongue came out, and she began tonguing my balls and cock. I took in the deepest breath I possibly could and applied the most significant defense I could.

"Fuck yes, Jadia, if you do this for a perfect stranger, I'd love to see what you do for a lover."

"Treat me well, and you might find out," she offered before taking my dick back into her mouth.

"I hope so, Jadia," I moaned, placing my hands on her head. "You do have a great set of lips and sexy personality too. You were flirting with me, right?"

She nodded and even pushed herself back all the way.

"And you can deep throat too? Wow, you are one amazing chick," I let out, caressing her head.

Again, she looked right into my eyes and let her lips do the talking, but of course not with words. She made her soft lips go as slowly as possible, and my skin crawled. The pleasure faced the fear, but I just waited for the inevitable point where the pleasure won.

"Crap, someone is in here," I whispered, widening my eyes and bringing my hands up.

That failed to scare her, she just kept thrilling me and looking directly into my eyes.

"You are insanely sexy, Jadia," I mouthed.

Then she angled her head down and closed her eyes. All the while, we knew there was another woman in the bathroom doing something. With each passing thrust from her lips, I felt myself come a little closer to the edge.

I felt to be just like going through something painful where the effects just didn't let me concentrate on anything else. I couldn't be sure how long I could go on, because in this case, it was the opposite of pain, like a pleasure so great, that it hurt.

I felt my load building up faster and faster by the moment, so I knew the happy ending was coming soon, but I still couldn't be sure where she wanted my seed to crash down onto right then. I even peeked out towards the cracks of the stall, but I could only see the wall.

We both still heard footsteps and then the sink running too. I could only hope that the woman would leave soon. Even with her eyes not on mine anymore, she still managed to keep the sexy affection alive and well.

With her lips still sliding on my cock at medium speed, it seemed like a game for her so she could easily win. The 'Why?' on the other hand remained on my mind throughout my blow job, whether we looked into one another's eyes or not.

"Oh," I moaned, peeking back at her. "it sounds like she left."

She instantly began making her slurping sounds that only came from a woman sucking on a dick.

"Fuck yes, Jadia, you are very close now. Just keep sucking on it for another minute, and I'll give you my white juice. I'll deliver it to any surface you desire."

She calmly let my member out again. "On these giant tits would be sexy," she pointed out, lifting them up. "Don't you think?"

"Yes."

She took it in her right hand. "Good," she declared, rubbing the head on her left nipple. "I like you, Sal. I might be biased because of your cock, but as I previously stated, I'm not perfect."

I moaned and stayed silent for twenty seconds as I breathed heavily. "You're more than good enough for me."

"You're biased too, but thank you. Just know this: I only let guys I like do that," she alerted me before taking my schlong back into her mouth again.

She let her lips immediately glide all the way to the back, so she could deep throat me once again. Then all of a sudden, my entire body waved around like one of those big plastic inflatable used car advertisements.

Even though I knew that my time was dwindling, I still fought like hell not to cum. She hadn't set any terms for the future, so I had to assume that this would never happen again. Although, we both knew no matter how much I challenged myself not to shoot, it was a pointless battle.

"Shit, Jadia, you are flawless," I praised her, rattling around incessantly and placing my hands on the sides of my head.

She let my schlong out yet again and took it in her right hand. "Then distribute that seed onto these superb breasts, Salvatore," she ordered me, stroking it.

My same movements went on for a few more seconds before I had to unleash my cum directly onto her jugs. I didn't even look down at my pecker; I just kept viewing at her beautiful face even after I felt my cock let out my first shot.

"Oh, yes," I moaned, clenching my fists again and closing my eyes about halfway.

I twitched with every passing shot, but nothing was going to make me part my eyes from her completely. I felt my dick let out six different shots of my seed as I felt her move it around over the course of thirty seconds or so.

My whole body felt the gratification, so everything seemed to be affected, from my head to my feet. Even as I finished cumming, she didn't also stop rubbing my schlong. She seemed to be out on a mission: to please me. After a moment, she rose up with me.

She kissed me once. "How was that for a tip, Sal?" she wondered, continuing to rub my wood.

"Great. May I see you again?"

"Here, maybe as a customer, but if you want to get me into bed, I'm going to need you to take me on a date at a different restaurant."

"I can do that," I whispered, positioning my hands back on her butt. "And you are completely confident that you didn't plan this out beforehand?"

"Yes, but I am attracted to other brunettes though, so maybe your hair played a role, or maybe it was because you were sweet to me. Do you really give a shit why I gave you a blow job?"

"Yes, a little bit, considering this has never happened before."

"Well, you do have the charm, so let's leave it at that," she mentioned before she smooched my cheek and grabbed her dress.

She put it back on as I pulled my boxers and pants back up.

Then she pulled out a pen from my apron and that receipt from her pocket. "Call me, Salvatore," she suggested, writing on it.

"You aren't even going to clean off your chest?" I asked, taking it from her.

"Nope," she replied, turning back and unlocking the door. "Don't make me wait too long for your call; you do have me curious to feel that pecker into my pussy," she mentioned, opening the door.

"I won't, Jadia."

"Good," she said as both walked out of the stall. "Now get the hell out of the ladies room."

"May I have one more kiss?"

She smirked and closed the gap again.

She placed her hands on my thighs and lips on mine for a few seconds. "Now get out before I tell your boss." 

"Great to meet you, Jadia," I said before I rushed out.

I still made sure not to let anyone see me exiting; then I went up to the front desk.

"Sal, what are you still doing here, your shirt ended twenty minutes ago? And why are you so sweaty?" the hostess asked.

I couldn't utter a word and bit my bottom lip. Then I saw Jadia casually walking towards the door, and she smiled and waved at me.

"Hello, is anyone in there, it is me, Mary, the hostess, remember?"

After Jadia was out of sight, I peeked back at Mary. "I don't think I'll be in tomorrow, get someone to take my shift."

"Fine."

Then I ran after Jadia and got to her as she made it to her car. "How about tomorrow night, at the steakhouse over there?"

She peeked at it for a few seconds. "Sounds good to me, save your seed for me though, and bring some condoms too," she advised me, opening her door and getting in there.

"Done, Jadia."

"Good, Salvatore, call me when you want to pick me up," she answered before shutting the door. "See you tomorrow night then," she said before blowing me a kiss, starting the car and driving away.

I watched her drive away. "And to think I thought about taking the night off."

 

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Chapter: 10 – The New Man The meeting with Jonas Faraday was fascinating. I had tipped my banker, Seth Fielder, to what was going on, and I wanted him to be included if it got to the point where we could seriously look at some type of ownership position. Seth was excited that this had come about so quickly, and was grateful that I had thought to include him in the early stages. He promised he would make himself available to me at a moment’s notice. Then he dropped the bomb. He was also Jonas...

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Tipping The Paperboy

Have you ever wanted to just do something really naughty? Well, I have. My name is Tammy, and I was divorced about 4 months ago. My ex was a scum bag that had no idea of how to treat or please a woman, if you know what I mean. Oh sure, we all want the bad boy when we are dating, but ultimately, they make terrible husbands and lovers. We lasted a whopping 9 months before I caught the bastard cheating on me with a filthy little skank from the grocery store. Well, I say good riddance; she can have...

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Tipping the cab driver

I had been using the same cab service for a while and it was the third time this same cabbie had been my driver. We settled into conversation as he drove me the 120 miles home from the airport. I was in a bit of a bad mood as I hadn't had time (or energy) to get any sex (male or female) during the short business trip. He sensed my mood and and asked what was wrong. I told him and he laughed and said, you should be married, bud, you'd never get any then. You could play away from home, I told him...

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Tipping PointChapter 10 The New Man

The meeting with Jonas Faraday was fascinating. I had tipped my banker, Seth Fielder, to what was going on, and I wanted him to be included if it got to the point where we could seriously look at some type of ownership position. Seth was excited that this had come about so quickly, and was grateful that I had thought to include him in the early stages. He promised he would make himself available to me at a moment's notice. Then he dropped the bomb. He was also Jonas Faraday's banker. He...

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Recovery of a HeroChapter 8 The Hero Remembers

This story is a work of fiction only. Any chance resemblance to actual people or events is purely accidental. I remember that incident in Iraq quite well. It's one of my clearest memories. Five of us in a Humvee were going to one of the Iraqi government buildings where I was working on the computer network systems when we were ambushed. As we were driving down the road, an RPG exploded to the right of us. The vehicle was lifted off the ground on that side by the shock wave of the blast....

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Tips from Dr Janice

--- (This column was originally published in “Maternal Instincts” magazine, issue 3/1997) “Dr. Janice’s guide for that first time” I often get questions from mothers wanting to help their shy sons on the road to adulthood. First I must say that this is not as uncommon as you may think. I know that because of how many of these questions I get. Many people think about it, and some do it. There is not necessarily anything wrong or to be ashamed of in it, as long as you do it right. Due...

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Tips n Toes An Ongoing Story

Tips 'n Toes: an ongoing story by CCSondra You know, its amazing when you step back and examine your life just how often it is those little things that make us who we are. From developing phobias to our love of certain comfort foods, to the kinds of games we play it really is the small stuff that counts. Well, I think for most of us who enjoy, need, crave, the gurlie part of life that is true as well...at least I know that is the case for me. My...

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Tips n Toes And Then There Was Chrissy

Tips 'n Toes: And Then There Was Chrissy by CCSondra I need to set the stage for this next installment by telling you some of the general things that were happening in my life. Only then does my relationship with Chrissy make any sense. I've mentioned before, there was nothing sexual going on between mom, her girlfriends, and me, but that didn't mean that is wasn't extremely sensual. Mom, loved men, but she was really enjoying the growing sense of control she had over me. I...

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NIKKI Do You Remember

It's been 18 years since I last attended college and looking through some old photos brought back so very pleasant memories. College is a time of lots of exploration and of course, sex. But, we've all had the incidents with the we had a crush on and the slut we fucked. But, out of all of them, one stood out as the best friend and all rolled into one. Knowing the reach of the internet, perhaps the retelling of this tale will reach "Nikki" as we nicknamed her. And maybe bring as nostalgic smile...

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Tiptoeing a Dangerous Line

Roger was never outright ordered to do so (because of the legal consequences), but he certainly was discouraged from marrying, and that's because he was an undercover Fed. He sometimes worked with ATF on weapons deals, more often with the DEA on buy and busts, but he never expected the assignment that would change his life. Let's back up a little - Roger's last name (censored) ends with a vowel, the kind of vowel that is associated with Mafiosi, and his chamelion-like appearance allows for...

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Tip your Stylist

If there is one thing I've always hated, it's getting my hair cut. I despise having short hair, always made me feel like a complete tool. However, I do it trimmed from time to time. A co-worker has a cousin who runs her own by appointment shop out of her basement. So I take my business there. And trust me, it's worth it. Courtney does an amazing job with my hair. What makes it more pleasurable is we flirt with each other, and she always wears these tight shirts, these things make it appear like...

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Tip Of My Penis

Reddit TOMP, aka r/TipOfMyPenis! I must admit, I was slightly nervous about reviewing this site. I, for one, don't wanna be looking at dicks, even if you do! I got it completely wrong though and took things far too literally. Tip of my penis is actually for things you wouldn't want your mother to see. Fair enough, let's get into the content!Reddit is a sharing social media site that's perfect for porn. I'm not sure if it was intended for that use, but it does a pretty good job of it! It's free...

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Remember

Remember, remember, as if you could forget the memories that are seared upon your mind. The clouds of forgetfulness hang heavy around you, but you must remember so that you can bring about justice to the one who has wronged you so evilly. Before this all began you thought that evil was just a concept, a word to be applied to something bad when it appeared on the television news or in the papers. Now you know that evil has a face, and you must remember. Remember! You remember that it started...

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Christmas to Remember

She’d been emailing him for years, the first love of her life. She had entrusted her mind, body and soul to be his wife after their love at first sight. Ana was now 25 years old and she waited on him for 9 years. Nine of the longest most troubling years she had ever had to encounter for she was a Medical Student. Just imagine how many years of school she had to go through plus internship to get her certification. Joey on the other hand miles and miles away from Dear Ana was pursuing his dream...

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Bikini Beach An Affair to Remember

Bikini Beach: An Affair to Remember ElrodW A man who's having an affair would love to leave his wife for his best friend and love. The problem is that the wife has the power to ruin him if he tries. He needs help - magic help of the kind that Bikini Beach specializes in. But the results aren't quite what he was thinking. *********************************************************************** Bikini Beach: An Affair to Remember This story is copyright by the author. It is...

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A Weekend To Remember

A Weekend To Remember by Vivian Bird Hello. My name is Elena Russell and I am enjoying life to the fullest. I am 36 years old, 5 foot 8, with long, blond hair, large boobs and I enjoy the company of both men and women. I wear very feminine, sexy clothes and I'm not adverse to showing off my substantial cleavage, or long legs, in public. I am the epitomy of a "girlie girl" and I never tire of flaunting my femininity. The funny thing is that I wasn't always a woman. I was a...

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First Time to Remember

Steven sat at the bar watching the mirror mounted on the wall behind it as questions roared through his mind. Would he recognize her? What would she think of him and what he'd done with his life? Would she actually go through with what they had planned? What about his father? Would it matter to him that they wanted to be together or would he go off in one of his tirades and... and what? What could he do? They were both adults and had been attracted to each other since the first day he had...

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Dont You Remember

"Uh, what?" Henry winked across the table to Ted, and slung an arm around their confused friend. "We were just talking last time, Charlie. Don't you remember? You owe me twenty bucks for drinks?" "I don't -- I dont remember. Oh, well." Charlie dutifully handed over some notes from inside his tracksuit top, then tugged his earlope, a little fidgety gesture. A waitress set down a new round of beers. It was all Ted could do to keep from snorting out his beer. "Oh Charlie, you're so...

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Tipping Point Ch 02

Chapter 2: What next? A trip to the bank Monday afternoon allowed me to retrieve some things from our safe deposit box, including life insurance policies (all mine), a few certificates of deposit, again in my name, and some of my late father’s military medals. I left everything else behind. I had no use for her jewelry, or her family papers. I did notice a fairly new insurance policy made out in her name. I looked inside to see who the beneficiary was, and saw that it was Tommy. Somehow, that...

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Tipping Point Ch 06

Chapter 6: Success in Charlotte Byron Mulliner had my card and knew where to find me. Bright and early Monday morning, I had an e-mail with a PDF attachment of a draft contract, spelling out the duties, rates for service, and options for both parties. I looked it over carefully and didn’t see anything that looked different from what we had discussed. I printed it out, signed it, scanned the signed copy, and sent it back to the vice president that same morning, with a copy of Carmen. I called...

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Tipping Point Ch 09

Chapter 9: Everything I Could Want We found a ring quite easily in the first jewelry store we visited. I liked it, but more importantly, it was the one that Sue really wanted. They promised to have it sized later that week, but since there was little change required, Sue wanted to wear it, agreeing to bring it back Monday. She nearly floated out of the store when we left. We phoned Tommy and Jilly to let them know about our official engagement. I had informed my son of my intentions, but I...

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Tipping Point Ch 07

Chapter 7: Happy New Year ‘What are you and Jilly planning for New Years Eve, Tommy?’ I asked. ‘Oh, we’ve got a party at the college. We’ll be staying with a classmate of hers, so we won’t have to drive home. Should be fun. What about you?’ ‘No plans. Thought I’d stay in and watch some TV. Things have been kind of hectic for me in the last month.’ I’d arrived home from Charlotte Wednesday evening, too late for hockey. I still hadn’t made it to a single game yet. On the other hand, I had the...

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Tipping Point Ch 08

Chapter 8: Growing toward a Question My business continued to grow over the next three months. Word got out about my contract with Winston Candy and my success with the Helmvac start-up. Soon, I was getting calls from companies I had never heard of, asking for advice on one machine or another. I was wise enough to know that I could get bogged down in learning new equipment if I wasn’t careful, so each time I got one of those calls, I requested a manual and a written description of the problems...

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Tipping Point Ch 03

Chapter 3: Moving Out and Moving On My last week on the job was one of mixed emotions. I was busy working, but I was saying goodbye to many of the guys and gals that I had befriended over the years. I had no way of knowing if I would see any of them again, but if I did, I was confident that it would be a happy reunion. If I could take anything from my twenty-three years with F & C it would be my relationships with my customers. I really couldn’t think of anyone that I wouldn’t want to work...

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Tipping Point Ch 05

Chapter 5: Pain and Progress I remembered I had promised Sylvia the day we moved into the apartment that we would talk about our future. I wasn’t looking forward to it, but I had promised, and I almost always kept my promises. The important ones, anyway. On Monday evening, I phoned her. ‘Hi, Sylvia, it’s me. I thought I would call and see when we could get together to talk.’ ‘Yes … of course. We did agree to talk, didn’t we? Is Wednesday evening alright? I have to go out tomorrow night.’ ...

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Tipping Point Ch 04

Chapter 4: A Different Kind of Stan I didn’t wait to get started. I e-mailed each and every contact I had with a formal announcement that Copely Services was in business. I attached a copy of my rates, mirroring Dave Thomas’, as well as my experience history and my new business phone number. I had subscribed to a new cell phone plan which gave me a bulk rate on any U.S. calls. I ordered some business cards on line that I designed myself from the templates provided. I kept the appearance...

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Tipping Taylor

Taylor does inside sales, and I am outside sales. She provides the leads and the follow up. I go out, do the demo's, and close the sale. I am high energy, driven but sincere in my face to face presentations.Taylor has a voice that sounds like she is having sex with you. A soft feminine voice, but husky and slightly out of breath. She describes boring product specifications but they all end up sounding like, "I'm so fucking wet for you." We were perfectly suited for our jobs and each other.If I...

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Tipping PointChapter 2 What next

A trip to the bank Monday afternoon allowed me to retrieve some things from our safe deposit box, including life insurance policies (all mine), a few certificates of deposit, again in my name, and some of my late father's military medals. I left everything else behind. I had no use for her jewelry, or her family papers. I did notice a fairly new insurance policy made out in her name. I looked inside to see who the beneficiary was, and saw that it was Tommy. Somehow, that didn't surprise...

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Tipping PointChapter 3 Moving Out and Moving On

My last week on the job was one of mixed emotions. I was busy working, but I was saying goodbye to many of the guys and gals that I had befriended over the years. I had no way of knowing if I would see any of them again, but if I did, I was confident that it would be a happy reunion. If I could take anything from my twenty-three years with F & C it would be my relationships with my customers. I really couldn't think of anyone that I wouldn't want to work with in the future. I felt very...

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Tipping PointChapter 4 A Different Kind of Stan

I didn't wait to get started. I e-mailed each and every contact I had with a formal announcement that Copely Services was in business. I attached a copy of my rates, mirroring Dave Thomas', as well as my experience history and my new business phone number. I had subscribed to a new cell phone plan which gave me a bulk rate on any U.S. calls. I ordered some business cards on line that I designed myself from the templates provided. I kept the appearance simple and straightforward, hopefully...

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Tipping PointChapter 5 Pain and Progress

I remembered I had promised Sylvia the day we moved into the apartment that we would talk about our future. I wasn't looking forward to it, but I had promised, and I almost always kept my promises. The important ones, anyway. On Monday evening, I phoned her. "Hi, Sylvia, it's me. I thought I would call and see when we could get together to talk." "Yes ... of course. We did agree to talk, didn't we? Is Wednesday evening alright? I have to go out tomorrow night." "Wednesday will be...

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Tipping PointChapter 6 Success in Charlotte

Byron Mulliner had my card and knew where to find me. Bright and early Monday morning, I had an e-mail with a PDF attachment of a draft contract, spelling out the duties, rates for service, and options for both parties. I looked it over carefully and didn't see anything that looked different from what we had discussed. I printed it out, signed it, scanned the signed copy, and sent it back to the vice president that same morning, with a copy of Carmen. I called the Charlotte plant later that...

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Tipping PointChapter 7 Happy New Year

"What are you and Jilly planning for New Years Eve, Tommy?" I asked. "Oh, we've got a party at the college. We'll be staying with a classmate of hers, so we won't have to drive home. Should be fun. What about you?" "No plans. Thought I'd stay in and watch some TV. Things have been kind of hectic for me in the last month." I'd arrived home from Charlotte Wednesday evening, too late for hockey. I still hadn't made it to a single game yet. On the other hand, I had the rest of the...

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Tipping PointChapter 8 Growing toward a Question

My business continued to grow over the next three months. Word got out about my contract with Winston Candy and my success with the Helmvac start-up. Soon, I was getting calls from companies I had never heard of, asking for advice on one machine or another. I was wise enough to know that I could get bogged down in learning new equipment if I wasn't careful, so each time I got one of those calls, I requested a manual and a written description of the problems they were encountering, preferably...

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Tipping PointChapter 9 Everything I Could Want

We found a ring quite easily in the first jewelry store we visited. I liked it, but more importantly, it was the one that Sue really wanted. They promised to have it sized later that week, but since there was little change required, Sue wanted to wear it, agreeing to bring it back Monday. She nearly floated out of the store when we left. We phoned Tommy and Jilly to let them know about our official engagement. I had informed my son of my intentions, but I wasn't positive that I would...

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A Newyears to Remember

A NEW YEARS TO REMEMBER Dan, Anna, Marie & myself had gotten closer than I ever thought we would. That was a surprise, but a nice one just the same. New years is traditionally thought of as a new hope, a fresh slate for the future. Welcoming the new year of hope with a bang, as it were. We pretty much figured they'd want us over for some kind of New Years party. But we didn't want to leave the boys at home alone on New Years Eve. Quite the dilemma? Besides, if we keep taking off every...

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A summer to remember

My wife, Jackie, and I have been happily married for nine years. She is a very attractive and shapely woman, she is tall with a medium size build and a bouncy bustline. She has shoulder length dark brown hair and beautiful blue eyes. Jackie is a high school teacher who is very outgoing, with a bubbly personality. She gets sexy second looks everywhere she goes, even though she dresses fairly modestly.I have always had fantasies about her being an exhibitionist and exposing her beautiful body...

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A Night Out To Remember

A Night Out To RememberI had known Sue for almost five years but had known Liz for a lot longer. We had met while she wasstill at school although I was four years older we still became good friends. After she left school Ihelped her with her college work and more importantly when she needed advice about boys and latergirls. I helped her pass through that difficult stage when she was just discovering her sexuality. Shesoon became aware that although she liked boys she liked girls a whole lot...

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On Summer Nights We Remember

Note 1: I first published this story in 1987 in a small British SF magazine (Cassandra Anthology) under the pseudonym 'Richard Kollo'. Since it was angled towards a science fiction rather than a TG readership, it may not be explicit enough for Fictionmania; but I have posted it unchanged, save for some minor corrections of punctuation, and should be grateful for any feedback. Note 2: The names are pronounced: Lotey -ahmeh, Ni-roweh; i.e. the final 'e'is sounded. On Summer Nights...

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Something To Remember

The Invitation You“Do any of you hike?” you ask. The question is addressed to the table but you were looking at her when you spoke. The immediate flurry of responses from everyone making it clear that not one of them has realised who your question is really aimed at.“My fingers do all the exercising I’ll ever need thank you very much!” one laughs.“You wouldn’t catch me dead anywhere near that much nature on purpose!” another exclaims.“Urghhh, I used to a long time ago but I just can’t with the...

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An Old Coach Remembers

God, I hated the draft. I loved coaching baseball – showing young men how to play the game, watching as they grasped the concepts, and seeing the joy on their faces as the incomprehensible becomes known. Watching boys transition to young men, both in terms of baseball and life brought indescribable joy to this lowly coach. Each year, these young men became MY boys if only for the summer. But for the summer they were mine as surely as if I had sired each and every one of them. But before we...

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The Hitchhiker Chapter 2 A Tuesday To Remember

Mary Ann and I started to share secret texts so we could have private conversations. She started sending me naked pics but that quickly evolved into cam sessions where we both got naked and masturbated for each other. This also allowed us to plan our next date. Since my wife was going to Florida for a week in October I confirmed that she’d have her room to herself on a Tuesday and put in a request at work to take the day off. Everything was set but we still had two weeks to wait. After...

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Weekend to remember

Introduction: Hello. I posted half of this story on a different account, but something went wrong so I could not post the second part or it could not be up/down voted. So Ill try again and Im posting the entire story right away. This is my first ever story, and I apologize in advance for spelling/grammar mistakes. Enjoy Chapter 1 My name is Cora. 24 years old, slim, but got good curves, and big boobs, I got a double D cup. I got hair like Ariel, and it reaches down to midwaist. Im 1.57m tall....

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I Remember

The early morning fog hung low to the ground, like a misty blanket, and the breaking dawn cast long shadows, as we headed into the sun. The landscape consisted of sparse vegetation and sporadic groups of trees and rolling hills. We flew close to the deck as possible, trying to use the element of surprise.This wasn't like many of our search-and-destroy missions, where the target was ambiguous at best. This time, the "eye in the sky" was giving us clear Intel and confirming this was an enemy...

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A night to remember

Feedback from my previous first post has proven to be so positive that I’ve decided to upload another story – I will always make a distinction between fiction and factual, because too many post ‘fantasy’ stories in sectors earmarked ‘true.’ All of the events in my stories at this time are true and only names and perhaps venues/places changed to protect others.Many years ago, around 30 or so, I had an ‘English girlfriend’ who for a short time lived in the Greater Glasgow area. She was dark...

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