Diane
- 2 years ago
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Our move-in day came early with all the usual complications. A 6 AM rise, shower, check out, and breakfast. We bought breakfast for our movers too and we arrived at the appointed time of 7 AM. Fortunately, it was a beautiful early summer morning, sixty degrees heading to the upper 7seventies just as we hoped. We planned to work today so we were dressed accordingly in shorts and comfortable sport fishing shirts.
Diane hates bras but is southern conservative by upbringing. Her comfort level changed with time and exposure to me and my likes and fetishes. Now, in the right setting, the girls sway free and they surely were this morning! I coaxed her to wear sexy short jeans that just barely showed off her cheeks. Observation by the opposite sex is very welcome indeed! Whiteout a bra and in these shorts, today was destined to be a great voyeur day for our movers! I love days like this.
The moving truck arrived at 7:30. Two young men disembarked from the moving truck and six more arrived individually in their own vehicles over the next twenty minutes, mostly in pick-up trucks. Diane greeted the two movers who we first met during pack out in Maryland like friends with a hug for each. The others were greeted as they arrived with hugs too even though they were just meeting Diane for the first time. Diane is a hugger. In the kitchen, Diane handed out breakfast sandwiches, poured orange juice in cups delivering each and got to know each of them better.
I learned during our visits to our swingers’ club back in Port Deposit, Maryland that Diane is a people watcher of both men and women: however, men are her thing. While she has a perfect guy image in her mind, she appreciates variety, especially at the swingers’ club pool in the summer. Diane was clearly enjoying this. We can communicate just through smiles. Not only did she have a sexy smile, but her body language was talking too!
Our six local movers were all from the Raleigh area. All were in their thirties and early forties and easy on the eyes. A convenient coincidence. They were clean and respectful as well. These guys were as individual as their vehicles but were subtly similar too.
Diane started the tasks of the day by snapping them to work promptly at 8 before the last one finished woofing down his sandwich. My babe is from a military background, so there was no time to waste! The truck was backed down the driveway and the ramp set in place. With her meticulously written labeling, room destinations were easy to determine, and the guys were quickly trained to approach the front door with labeling facing Diane for destination directions as they entered the entry foyer. It did not take them long to realize the more they hustled the happier she was. The happier she was, the more flirtatious she became. Subtle, but flirtatious still.
While Diane was busy directing the unloading of the contents of our home, I slipped downstairs to our “Red Room” walk-in closet. I had a special box to unpack which contained a new sexy, okay slutty, metallic red string G-string bikini. Not only was it micro in style, but it was also a size small and micro. Just enough to cover, or not cover, Diane’s nipples. She will bounce right out of it should she choose to please. The bottom is micro too and just enough to cover her pussy, and not if she chose to show off her butterfly lips.
The bikini was one of several intimate housewarming gifts for Diane along with a new vibrator with three vibrating probes, one for her vagina, a second smaller for her anus, and a smaller third designed to stimulate her clitoris. All three probes are individually programmable through a smartphone App. Double penetration with a simulated clit licking just for my girl! I also took a moment to unpack and arrange a swinger styled anklet, a scented jar candle, rose petals and a card. After arranging things perfectly, I slipped out to the garage to continue unloading boxes.
About forty minutes in, I put aside my effort at sorting the garage boxes and I remembered Diane did not make it down to the "Red Room" yet so I gave the guys a twenty-minute break. I gave Diane a soft prolonged kiss in their view and took her by the hand and led her downstairs.
"Come, babes, I have something for you!"
"Mmmmmm, I love surprises!"
Diane giggled walking down the stairs as she reminded herself, "We have a Red Room!" as her dream come true. The Red Room suite excited her and it’s still just boxes, many unopened from Amazon marked with a Red Sharpie indicating these were special items. That was my idea so Diane would blush and smile with anticipation as to the contents.
Entering the Red Room walk-in closet, Diane found the arrangement of gifts. I hoped they would be seen by our movers and indeed, the metallic red bikini was slightly rearranged, and the sexy vibrator had been checked out as well. 'Excellent,”' I thought. 'I love this!'
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Diane was thrilled with the gifts and held up the bikini top and shrieked with delight blushing and dancing.
"O-M-G," she spelled out.
"This is SEXY, babes!"
Then the thong bottoms.
"I've never shown so much body except for you and at the club!"
"I know! Isn't it great! This suit matches you! Your favorite color and you showing it off too. You know I love watching the eyes on you as you elegantly stroll around the pool."
"Mmmmmm, I love you soooo much, babes! I am going to wear this later! OH MY GOD! I am so excited! Wait, what is this? Oh My God yes! A vibrator! Is it charged?"
"No, babes, unopened. It is a new design. Just like your favorite one that penetrates your pussy and massages your clit at the same time."
"Oh God yes, that's what I like! This will make me squirt! Yes, babes, you know I want it! Tell me again how sexy I am taking cock and covered in cum!"
Just then, we were joined by one of our movers.
"Excuse me, ma’am. Sorry to interrupt but we are ready to roll!"
"Well, I'm glad to hear that Craig! I am too!"
With a blush and shuffle, Craig offered, "I noticed! I would love to see more of that bikini!”
"This?" Diane asked holding it sexily.
"Oh, yea!" Craig answered with a smile.
"Let us see how things go today. You guys might get to enjoy a swim later," I offered.
"I'd like that, babes! Please?" Diane said with a beautiful smile and obviously hardening nipples pushing against her shirt pockets.
As her blush became a broad smile, her eyes locked on to mine. Diane took Craig by the hand and took off for the upstairs. My babes with a man in tow. 'Mmmmmm, what a view!'
I followed behind, happy that Diane enjoyed her gifts, some yet to be opened even as we were interrupted. I made the top of the stairs in time to see Craig walking up the truck loading ramp and Diane, viewed from behind, fiddling with the front of her shirt. With perfect timing, Diane turned to face me in the hall. Nothing was said, just mischievous smiles exchanged as Diane had clearly just unbuttoned the third button on her blouse. 'Fantastic!' I thought! 'My babes just signaled she is extremely excited and turned on!'
For another forty minutes, Diane directed what goes where all the while subtly but intentionally showing off her breasts to eight men. I was thinking, 'Wow, I'm in love all over again!' I know my babes. She is a late bloomer and makes the most of our opportunities. If she is showing cleavage, she is excited and loves her breasts being kissed, licked, sucked, massaged and fucked. I adore her breasts and willing to kiss them every chance I get.
This was no missed opportunity as I quickly reached out, easily bared both breasts lifting them out of her blouse and kissed each nipple, returning them promptly to her blouse. I could see she was thrilled with my boldness in her body language and knew from experience her pussy just surged with wetness. Her pleased smile was priceless! I returned downstairs positive her she was enjoying sexual excitement between her thighs.
After forty more minutes of direction, all the while displaying peaks of her plump bouncing breasts to eight men, Diane scampered down the stairs to find me. She told me she called for the next break this time inviting the guys to have more juice and take a breather. We were making good time and it made sense.
Diane found me unpacking the clothing meant for the Red Room closet including her sexy swimsuits, mini dresses, lingerie, leather and chain bustier, cup-less corsets, bras, shelf bras, thongs, and G-strings. Also, her assortment of "Fuck Me Pumps" or FMPs, strap calf pumps, boots, thigh-high boots, leashes, and collars and handcuffs were all either in place hangers or on shoe racks or on the counter for sorting and storage in drawers. Finally, were Diane's assortment of vibrators, suction cup-based life-like dildos, and sexy Hot Wife jewelry. A small fortune worth of pleasure for my babes.
Immediately upon entering the walk-in, Diane's attention was drawn to the wall straight ahead where a large printed photo from a couple of years prior to her snoozing on top of the covers, full nude, was hanging. Her portrait was oh sooooo sexy, a classic bun shot, buns worthy of worship!
"Oh my God!" she squeaked out. With a pause and a sexy look and shake of her hair, she calmly uttered “Baby, I love you too:", then smiled and took me in her arms for a hug and sexy kisses.
Diane released her embrace and said with a grin, "I need to get back to my guys. No idle hands allowed!" Diane spun around with a mischievous smile!
"Or bodies!" I offered.
Diane's face was aglow.
"Babes, you are doing a great job and I'm immensely enjoying directing the guys upstairs. When you come back up, I want another pair of bold kisses please," she said with another grin. I think I have them trained and they listen well! If you are okay with it, maybe they could stay for a while this evening?"
With that, Diane reached down to my cock and stroked it through my jeans with a seductive smile and biting her lips.
"Whatever turns you on, baby!"
"Oh, you know everything that turns me on baby!" as she span and headed upstairs to her men with a very seductive hip-swaying walk.
Our relationship was maturing, and we were both comfortable with that. Age-wise we were early mature. Sexually we were still in our thirties. We became members of a popular swingers’ social club northeast of Baltimore called "The Private Affair". Diane was totally opposed to going there or anywhere like it - until I convinced her I was interested in her fun and exhilaration - and she read the general rules and rules for single men. It did not hurt that it was woman-owned.
I was not interested in having sex unless it was with her. I was extremely interested in Diane experiencing many things. I know men are orgasm limited. Some of us, five minutes, and we are done! A woman, oh my! They can be insatiable if treated right. We discovered a lot about each other and ourselves too.
We learned it is not about an orgasm but the trip to the orgasm that did it for us. We learned to adapt. My excitement and pleasure came from her being chatted up intelligently, maybe a guy trying to flirt, even ogled or flashed or touched by the right guy or guys. The first night we attended, we were watching the early activity on the dance floor. A brunette in a miniskirt was dancing provocatively by herself on the stripper stage flashing her smooth pussy to anyone watching. Diane was transfixed on her waiting for more flashes.
"I wish I had her confidence. I would love to do that!"
From that day forward, my daily goal was set! Encourage Diane's sexual confidence and help her become my insatiable babes for both of us! If she wants to dance nude for eager men and women, I am all for it! If she wants to be touched and caressed to drive her crazy, I will gladly set the pace and be the first and last to touch her. Wherever she wants to go sexually, I will love and cater to her every want and need. She is the love of my life!
As moving production continued, I worked unpacking my babe's sexy attire, lingerie and toys. A liberal use of hangers is amazingly sexy. My babes now has her own adult lingerie and sexy apparel walk-in closet. What I was doing was in plain view of all eight of our hired help. Each stopped by with varying levels of commentary and curious exploration.
Craig seemed to be the least shy and most excited of the six. I think I saw him squeeze his cock several times. I can relate to the effect with how sexy and open Diane has become with her confidence. More on that later.
Craig asked, "David, was Diane an exotic dancer?"
He was clearly transfixed on the metallic red thong string bikini.
"No, but she looks that good, doesn't she?"
"I agree. She is exciting!" Craig smiled broadly and headed back upstairs. I am guessing he did not want to miss anything.
Trevor and Carl were curious and seemed to be entranced with the large photo of Diane nude laying on the bed.
"Yes guys, that's her!"
That statement encouraged a, "Wow!" and, "I would love to see that!" Then they quickly turned to head back upstairs.
I offered, "Enjoy fellas! Be discreet and polite and you will see how well that works!"
"Yes, sir," they both said with smiles. I smiled too and felt my cock hardening.
Mark was considerably less shy. “Will she mind catching me sneaking a peek of her cleavage? Is this closet Ms. Diane's?"
"I would love to bring my wife here to see this! This is like a dream room! Do you guys have handcuffs and stuff too?"
"Yes, it's still all boxed up. Diane has not seen the new goodies yet. Have you seen the movie series 'Fifty Shades?'"
"Oh yea, It's Tracey’s favorite! Ms. Diane has us all excited Sir. My God, she is pretty and hot! She is like a girl softball player! I would love for her to show us her body! Oh shit, I am so sorry I said that! Please forgive me!"
"I'm not offended, Ben. I am flattered! I love her and whatever she wants I will make happen. Feel free to share your feelings with her ... politely and respectfully though."
"Ok, Thanks! She won't mind me sneaking a peek of her cleavage?"
"Won't hurt to try, just don't be a typical male. Compliment her but look her in her eyes only. You might see more. I know her!"
"Thanks! You guys are cool!"
Ben popped in next and took it all in. He noticed the blended orgasm vibrator and asked how it worked. I gave a brief explanation using the box. Ben was extremely excited by the phrase “double penetration.” I have to say, I was as well.
"I've only seen that in porn movies and once on stage at a strip club on amateur night. You should bring Ms. Diane!"
I appreciated Ben's forwardness and asked for him to get me the address and I said, "Diane probably won't get on stage but she would enjoy the attention. She loves feeling eyes on her and it grows her confidence and excitement and she might just lap dance there. That I would be all over, or I guess under. I promise you if II can get her there and she knows its amateur night ahead of time, she would be the hottest woman there. Everybody would enjoy the show.!"
Ben smiled immensely!
Jason appeared last. Watching his body language, there was a clear indication something was getting these guys were excited. Jason was wearing tight jeans and his cock was clearly swollen and I have a feeling Diane would have noticed too!
"Is that Ms. Diane?" pointing to Diane on the wall.
"Oh yes! Do you like?"
"Fuck, yes! Those legs! Delicious!"
"I agree, my friend. Let her see your bulge," I encouraged.
"Keep it subtle."
"Yes, sir!" Jason excitedly said squeezing his cock and immediately headed upstairs.
Something was triggering the visits from our six new friends. Maybe they were getting comfortable. The camaraderie was building and maybe they were experiencing sexual stimulus.
Forty minutes into the work session, Diane called for another break. As she down the stairs, I understood what was going on much better! Three blouse buttons undone revealed a sexy bouncing cleavage. Her smile was just as sexy. Diane rushed to me and wrapped her arms around my neck.
"Hi babes! The truck is unloaded. I paid the two from Maryland with the cashier’s check, tipped them and gave each a hug. I rubbed my breasts on their chests. They were incredibly pleased, so I stood back and pulled open my shirt bringing the girls out. They loved it! So, did I! They were nice and thanked me for making their day," she gushed, smiling.
"I love you, babes! Tell me! How did I end up with six men in their thirties, all of them with jobs, rides and at least decent physiques, tans, humor, smiles, and they still smell clean after working for hours... oh and all of them like breast peeks and I think they are all aroused too! How did that happen?"
Diane smiled and laughed while twisting and turning rubbing her body against mine while I held her waist slipping in my hands. The view was exceptional. The hard-on in my pants intensifying.
"I have no idea what you’re talking about, my love, but I'll bet your beautiful cleavage might have something to do with it! Maybe your sexy legs, pumps, bare ass cheeks peaking from your shorts and your perfume alone excites, but when you mist your pussy like you do every day and get excited, we'll the result is erotic babes!" I settled into a relaxed and confident grin.
"Ha! I'm sure there is something going on... and I love the feel of it, baby!"
Diane grabbed my neck with one hand, my cock through my jeans with her other and kissed me passionately, all tongue.
"Mmmmmm, babes, I'm loving this too!"
"Good! I'm changing my clothes into something I know you will enjoy!"
As she sauntered and swished her way to her Red Room closet, I watched intensely and appreciated the confidence and sexiness she possessed almost as much as the view.
While I worked setting up our new round California King size bed, Diane changed clothes. She left the door open, so it was easy to see her in the mirrors in the Red Room. She was extremely hot perusing through her swing club attire. She stopped on a pair of short shorts I had modified for her years ago.
She has a bit of mom soft middle and always will that keep the waist of the jeans tighter than she likes. The lust these shorts create with the fringed denim edges showing half her ass cheeks and just covering her clit in the front showing off her shaved smooth pussy and lips like a butterfly when she spreads her legs, is amazing. She is my Hottie!
With Diane missing in action, the guys put themselves back to work carefully negotiating the stairs with parts of a disassembled Bowflex Ultimate 2 gym system and an elliptical exercise machine. Four guys worked the large parts around the side of the house and in the open Red Room rear glass wall and two brought the smaller parts and components down the stairs. All six arrived about the same time just as Diane emerged from her lingerie closet.
"Oh my God!" Ben exclaimed loudly.
Before her, were seven sets of eyes locked in on five-foot-seven-inches of sultry lust in the same shirt, but now with four undone buttons, only two remaining buttoned, and tied at the waist. Diane’s denim short shorts were clearly showing off her smoothness right to her pussy lips. Diane’s feet were encased in slutty black FMPs. I was once again falling in love and lust at the same time. I had a hunch I was not the only one.
Diane walked to the round bed I was putting together, lifted one knee onto the mattress, placed her hands on her hips and smiled at each set of eyes ogling her body one man at a time. She lingered on each of us waiting for an acknowledgment, saving me for last. While starring into my eyes from ten feet away, Diane finally spoke with a sexy smile and soft sultry voice.
"David likes to show me off. What do you guys think?"
Suddenly all six tried to speak at the same time with words of appreciation, lust, and raw sexual energy, "Fuck yes!" being the loudest! I think that was Ben again. Diane blushed, pulled her leg back to the floor and slowly turned, shifting her hips, showing off her tight built legs and luscious shaved skin left and right of her most feminine shaved pussy.
As she turned, her luscious half-exposed ass cheeks came in full view with the sounds of all of us shifting in our stances while rearranging our hardening tools. And that was just because of just four inches of tanned ass cheeks. By the time she came full circle, Diane was cupping her breasts on top of her shirt, working her mounds, enhancing and squeezing her bare cleavage.
"Guys, let’s get this big Bowflex together and I'll show you how it works... if David allows!" she said with oh, so sexy a smile.
A chorus of acknowledgment rang out. Diane very seductively worked her way to me, grasped each of my hands and placed them on her breasts and placed both arms on my shoulders and loosely around my neck kissing me passionately. She had everyone's attention for sure!
"Come with me, baby. I need your help,." she said leading me by the hand.
We entered the Red Room closet were she once again stretched her arms around my neck and kissed me passionately. Diane stepped back three steps, smiled, and unbuttoned and untied her blouse laying it on the counter. She grasped her jeans and slowly slide them down without even unbuttoning and kicked them off. There she was nude except for her pumps with six men working in the next room. She handed me a bottle of massage oil.
"Oil me up, babes. Work me really good!" she said with a twinkle in her eyes.
"With pleasure!" I exclaimed.
I started with her chest, breasts, middle, and turned her around. Shoulders, back, arms, and lovely hips and ass cheeks. Dropping to my knees I worked her buns more fingering her now oily anus, and down her legs all the way to her ankles. Spinning her once more, I oiled her sexy legs, knees, calves and feet. I looked up and smiled noting out loud, "Oops! I missed a spot!" as I stood and cupped my hand squirting my palm with oil.
"Hold on to the counter, baby."
Diane grasped the edge, clinched her grip and spread her legs two feet apart, her other hand on her hip.
"Ready, babes?"
Diane pushed her pelvis and pussy forward and I rubbed my hands together then plunged both onto her pussy alternating tasks such as flicking and rubbing her clitoris, lip stretching, vagina plunging and probing. I worked her over well but held seconds short of an orgasm. She did not hold back on the sound effects.
My body was blocking the reflected view of the guys in the Red Room from seeing Diane in all her excitement. I stepped to the side and grinned. She looked at the wall mirror seeing twelve eyes looking her way with some of the guys squeezing their jeans holding parts and tools. BAM! Diane threw her head back, closed her eyes, shivered and orgasmed right there, right then, hands-free! It is the sexiest thing she does.
I would have loved to of been on my knees watching but I knew I wanted her to be seen and this was better than I could have asked for. I quickly came around the island cabinet and reached around cupping her breasts with my oil and pussy soaked hands as she started to retreat from her orgasm. Beautiful! She was very ready to play for sure. She continued to grasp the counter edge and added her second hand to the effort.
"WOW!" Was all she could say. After she settled down after a minute, I helped re-dress Diane making sure she was glistening all over.
The guys were still multi-tasking with an assembly directions book, hand tools, parts fasteners and what appeared to be enlarged penises in their jeans, with wide eyes and wider smiles. "Damn dude! Lady Diane is so fucking hot!" I could not even guess who said that. I was transfixed on Diane and massaging my own hard cock through my jeans.
Just then, Diane emerged from the closet and walked seductively to us all surrounding the gym system illuminated by recessed ceiling lights. Diane was blushing, her blouse re-buttoned but with now four buttons undone, smiling beautifully, steadily on moving.
"Thanks!” Diane said softly and sweetly. "I'm glad you guys liked. I know I did. I have been watching your cocks in your jeans all day. Now it is my turn to compliment you all. I can't wait to show you how the gym works."
I have had never seen Diane this excited anywhere but at The Private Affair, and not this confident either. My babes was on fire! Our new home, her confidence, my confidence, and the chemistry of these six men was probably driving her totally, "Cra-Cra," like she loves to say. Cra-Cra is her code for insatiable sexual excitement.
As the guys got back to work on the Bowflex, Diane circled the project with her hands on her hips, four blouse buttons undone, shirt pulled open, plump no tan-line breasts on display. Her nipples were pushing against the shirt pockets. Every step rubbed her denim short shorts against her bare pussy. Her mound was partially on display too showing she was deliciously shaved smooth. Her ass cheeks were half bare showing off her no-sag cheeks, thighs and calves. Her cheeks begged to be tongued. Her fuck me pumps were clicking on the porcelain tile with each step and were amplifying her sexy presence. Her smile was incredible!
The guys managed to complete in just another ten minutes. It was humorous watching them struggle, watching Diane all through the room, her body triggered perfume and pheromones were permeating the room carried by the breeze through the open window wall wafting into the Red Room. The cool breeze reached Diane's nipples causing them to crinkle and ache and tell her they needed to be sucked and manhandled right then. She loves tit fucking and rough handling too, but always by one. She was enjoying the thought of being manhandled by seven sets of eager hands.
Now it was my turn to put on a show worthy of Diane's performance.
"So, guys, this setup has lots of capabilities. Babes, come on, let us show them how you get a workout!"
Without saying a word, Diane seductively walked over and straddled the bench and lowered her bare ass cheeks onto the vinyl-covered bench and leaned back on the backrest. For dramatic effect, I straddled the bench facing Diane and reached up and pulled down the chest bar for Diane to take over, her hands holding the bar at the center cable, her hands close.
"Hold tight babes. So, guys, this is for working the chest muscles."
The six new friends were in a semi-circle in front of Diane, all thinking naughty thoughts, all eager for a shot of cleavage. Having seen Diane work this machine before, only her and I knew what was about to happen and what she would want to do next. You see, we have practiced this scenario before. My cock was hard. The breeze was cooling us both on the surface, but the sexual tension was incredible.
I reach down and squeezed my cock and worked it through my jeans in front of her. Seductively, softly, nervously, I said, "Ok babes, I love you. Show us what you've got going on."
Seductively, softly, nervously, Diane said, "I love you David Michael," as she raised the chest bar up to full height stretching her arms straight up closing the gap on her cleavage. Diane paused gazing her partially closed eyes straight into mine.
"Are you sure baby?" She softly asked.
"Oh yes babes, six times over, we are ready if you are," My voice quivered.
"Oh yes, I'm so ready." With a sexy, "Mmmmmm," Diane spread her hands nearly three feet apart to the bar handles. As she reached, her blouse pulled apart wide nearly fully exposing her nipples to us. As she pulled the bar down, her breasts tightened, raised and pushed upward and inward. Diane brought the bar down to below her chest, Diane's beautiful 40 C breasts rose and swayed inward pushing the fabric of her blouse skintight taught. Diane continued for six reps.
With multiple groans, words and weight shifting, all seven of us were clearly aroused.
"Darling, you are looking sweet!" was my compliment. "Let me help you a bit."
As I straddled the bench, Diane moved her hands from her lap to her hips to allow me to access her blouse. I unbuttoned the fifth and sixth button and leaned over and kissed her softly. I pulled the bar down once again as she grasped the middle of the bar and held. This time she was confident and in charge.
Diane glanced at all seven sets of eyes, mine last. With a smile, Diane raised the bar fully, arms straight up, then moved her hands to the bar handles just as before. The blouse once again opened wide; this time not as taught. Down went the bar. As she reached full down, she glanced down to see her full, plump breasts were fully out of the blouse, up and in, her nipples hard. Diane held tight and checked seven sets of wide eyes and mouths glued to her chest in amazement.
As Diane released and raised the bar, her breasts relaxed back into her open blouse. As soon as she reached the top, she snapped the bar back down again causing her breasts to jump to attention and pull inward like supported by a bra. Diane so enjoyed being seen. Several zippers were dropping, and cocks appeared one after another, all hard, being stroked.
"It's ok, guys. Whip them out. She loves men appreciating her body. Go ahead, babes. Work those tits. I told you they were exciting! Stroke em guys!"
With all six cocks out, the testosterone competition was on. Several guys were loosening their clothes, dropping them everywhere. Diane was in heaven with six men stroking their cocks, watching her. She was feeling her pussy tighten against her short shorts. She loved feeling slutty and wanted more. When all six guys were nude, I stripped and joined them. I wanted Diane to know it was all about her. It surely was!
"Ok my love, time for your butterfly to spread her wings."
With those words, Diane smiled and with the bar down, her breasts at full attention, Diane closed her eyes, slowly opened her legs wide and moaned a loud near orgasm, "Mmmmmmmmmmm. David!"
As her pussy spread open her lips unfolded and spread like butterfly wings. The sounds of hard cocks worked aggressively making wet foreskin sounds filled Diane's ears. She kept her legs spread and worked the bar and breasts watching all seven of us stroke for her. After a few reps with her legs wide, she raised the bar, let go, stood and started to work the waist of her jeans. Without hesitation, she slid her jeans down and kicked them off, untied her blouse pulling it off and threw it to the side.
Now nude except for her pumps, Diane immediately sat back down grabbed the bar handles, pulled tight, hard and steadily with a determined face tightening her breast. So, turned on with the bar down and breasts at attention, Diane opened her legs as wide as she could. She orgasmed immediately and loudly, hands-free.
Juices were flooding from her pulsating vagina; my babe was ejaculating with excitement while seven cocks were being stroked hard her men were matching her efforts. My babe’s pussy was visibly soaked as were her thighs. Her fluids were flowing off the bench onto the floor, both sides.
Cum was flying from three men on my right, three on the left. Diane was transfixed, mouth open, watching the ejaculations from her six sexy men. She was somewhere she had never been. I had to act to make this moment "ours". Orgasms were occurring all around us, but my babes Diane had only one. She needed more as I knew she was not only capable but insatiable tonight.
With urgency, I moved forward, laid on the bench in front of her, slipped two fingers deep into her pussy, and sucked her clit into my mouth. I pounded her pussy with two fingers as rapidly as I could, then three. I worked her clit like she works my cock, fast and sensuous sucking it in and out without letting it go. My fingers were working her G-Spot. My babes held my head by my hair with both hands banging my face into her pussy, meeting my finger thrusts.
Diane was so excited, she screamed out orgasm after orgasm, deep blended orgasms, flooding my face with her cum ejaculations over and over. I wanted to remember this day forever. I worked her and she had six squirting orgasms in three minutes, one for each man cumming in appreciation of and for her.
I took my time licking Diane's pussy, thighs and ass cheeks clean. I bent her over and probed her pussy and ass with my tongue making sure I did not miss anything. She loved the attention and my willingness to do this in front of others. Diane was truly delighted today.
"Are you guys staying for dinner and maybe a dip in the pool? We have enough room for all of you! I am a little excited and we are very eager to show you more if you are interested. Please?"
Six still nude men eagerly confirmed Diane's request. Diane wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me passionately. In front of our guests, I told Diane:
"Babes, I want you to know these six guys aren't here by accident. They are not movers. When we signed the contract for this house, I started recruiting for this event today. These guys are here because they want to be, and I invited them. They have seen our photos and know who they are here for and why. We have talked for months about our dream home, found it and now we are here. And now, you have just validated everything I have shared privately. You are sensuous, beautiful, and now they have seen you firsthand, sexy, bare and incredibly insatiable. I love you Diane, my love!”
Diane kissed me again sinking her tongue deep into my mouth.
"Wow! I so love you!" she said stroking my now soft tool. Turning to her six new friends, thrilled that they were still touching their cocks, in her oh, so sultry voice, Diane smiled and said:
“Wow! Guys, I am so excited right now I do not know what to say, what to do, hell, even who to do, but I think that should undoubtedly be David. I am so thrilled we are done unpacking and I saw none of this little celebration coming. This is all spontaneous for me. I guess I sensed this was becoming a sexy day, but wow! I have never been this brave and I am still nervous, but I love what we just did! It is like a play scripted for me, all my fantasies, fetishes, wants and desires! Oh my God! Really!”
Diane hugged and kissed me again, smiled, softly kissed, and asked oh, so softly, “Babes, I so don’t want this day to end! I feel so incredibly alive! You were so right! I want more my love! Let us invite them all for dinner? We can do pizza and beer and Daiquiris!”
“Absolutely my love! ‘Diane’s Delight’ is open for play. For me, it is all about pleasing you and always will be. Baby, I love you.”
Our Chapter 4 is all about Diane getting to know herself, me and our new friends better, much better!
by MisterReason When Billy Jefferson's parents had to rush out of town to be at the side of his grandmother after she suffered a stroke, his mother's sister Diane was called upon to keep an eye on Billy and the house until his parents could return. It worked out well, because Billy was very fond of his Aunt Diane. Since her husband had divorced her several years ago, she had led a lonely life out in the sticks, so being called upon to help was a welcome break from the boring routine of her...
It was the opportunity she needed. And at just the right time.Diane had been out of work for a month, and her finances were running low. Very low. She had enough to pay her rent for two weeks, as long as she ate meagrely. But she had been doing that since she lost the job to that bitch Ann. Ann had been taken on trial at the same time as Diane, but where as Diane did her job, Ann was doing the boss. It was no contest. When the time came to make a choice. Jeff had chosen Ann, and more sex, over...
[Contains: M/Mature F, Hardcore, Impregnation & Babymaking]I had always been attracted to older women – I think it was something to do with the taboo of it all. The objects of my desire were usually friends of my mothers, my friends’ moms, my auntie was pretty sexy, and so were several of the supermarket checkout women.The thing was I was only 18 and these women were all well into 50’s. They were always married, had k**s my age or older, and were generally unavailable.But, the younger women...
Diane, A new beginning Janet L. Stickney [email protected] Somehow the dress just felt right. I had dreamed of this moment for a long time, yet I had always been too scared to even try it! That was the first time I have ever worn women's clothing, and now I know for sure that it was exactly what was missing in my life. I don't know why I had dreamed about it, but quite often over the years, in my dreams, I drew a mental picture of myself as a girl, one that I was sure I...
Diane, A new beginning Janet L. Stickney [email protected] Somehow the dress just felt right. I had dreamed of this moment for a long time, yet I had always been too scared to even try it! That was the first time I have ever worn women's clothing, and now I know for sure that it was exactly what was missing in my life. I don't know why I had dreamed about it, but quite often over the years, in my dreams, I drew a mental picture of myself as a girl, one that I was sure I could...
Diane Caldwell sat in the leather bucket chair and fidgeted nervously with her hands, her handbag, her dark hair, her skirt – anything to try and take her mind from why she was waiting outside the younger woman’s office door.A month had passed since her twenty-one-year-old daughter, Zofeya, had broken down over the phone and admitted to her mother that she was struggling with the final year of her Law degree and faced the real prospect of not graduating at all that summer. The news had come as...
SpankingDiane by Karen Elizabeth L. (KarenTV720) It started when I was nine years old. I have two sisters, Linda is three years older than I am and Denise is my twin. One day while we were playing Linda decided we should play "dress up", her favorite game. She found a pretty dress for her and one for Denise After getting all dressed Linda looked at Denise and said, "Let's find something for Denny to wear!" They rooted through their things until they found a pair of pink nylon panties...
I want to thank you for always printing an abundance of stories from couples where the husband likes to see his wife with other men. I too had long wanted to see my sweet Diane taken by another man. After much prodding, pleading and planning I got my wish, and a whole lot more. I know have a truly wanton wife, gourmet restaurant cook in the kitchen, and a complete slut in the bedroom. Diane and I married young. We were both 23 and fresh out of school. We met our senior year in a large Midwest...
I had always been attracted to older women – I think it was something to do with the taboo of it all. The objects of my desire were usually friends of my mothers, my mates' moms, my aunty was pretty sexy and so were several of the supermarket checkout women.The thing was I was only 18 and these women were all well into their fifties. They were always married, had k**s my age or older and were generally unavailable.But the younger women just didn't do it for me. I'd see an older woman and...
Diane had a foul mouth and her temper was just as bad. Everyone in the upscale condo complex knew her and most of them tried to stay out of her way when something didn't go her way. You could always tell when Diane was in a bad mood, as her pretty face was etched with anger and hatred. It wasn't so much she hated the world, but rather she hated being left alone. Her husband was in the army and stationed in Afghanistan on an overseas mission. They had been married two years and loved each...
Introduction: He was a 21 year old virgin who needed help. Watch out! Diane ducked as a basketball bounced next to her on the sidewalk and flew over her head. Two young men came running towards her. Jesus, guys! What are you trying to do? Give an old lady a heart attack? she asked, laughing. Old, my ass, mom said her son Chris, as he bent to give her a kiss on the top of her head. This tall, slender, gorgeous, late-in-life baby could not have looked any more different from his best friend,...
Teaching her son's best friend...“Watch out!” Diane ducked as a basketball bounced next to her on the sidewalk and flew over her head. Two young men came running towards her. “Jesus, guys! What are you trying to do? Give an old lady a heart attack?” she asked, laughing. “Old, my ass, mom,” said her son Chris, as he bent to give her a kiss on the top of her head. This tall, slender, gorgeous, late-in-life baby could not have looked any more different from his best friend, Henry. Henry...
Janine had come to Davidson, Saskatchewan with her college roommate. Diane was from this sleepy little town, she grew up playing in the fields playing with the cattle and riding horses. Janine had grown up in the heart of Saskatoon, nowhere near horses, cattle, or any fields of any kind. There was something about this small town that made her feel like she was home, she didn't know if it was Diane’s parents treating her like she was family, or what it was, but she would soon find out. They had...
LesbianI was around 25 years old when I was hit by a drunk driver. He ran a red light and t-boned me right in the driver’s side door. The impact broke my left ankle, left tibia and fibula, femur and hip. It also fractured my left arm in two places along with my collar bone and three ribs. In the emergency room they determined that I needed surgery to repair my hip, leg, ankle, arm and collar bone. I was wheeled up to the operating room and it wasn’t long before the pain stopped and everything went...
That evening, after supper, Diane and her boyfriend went to the local dance as usual. Now she began observing other couples dancing together more closely. Men normally would ask the ladies for a dance, but on occasions two women would dance together. This did not mean they were partners in the romantic sense, it was the social thing at the time, women who were not asked to dance, would occasionally dance together. She started noting small things, like where they placed their hands, and how...
LesbianBy: PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2019 CHAPTER 1 As the night progressed, the fucking and the sucking continued. There were threesomes, foursomes, and moresomes. At one point I remember seeing both CG guys fucking Jennifer and Diane side by side on one of the California King beds in my room. On my bed, Dakota and Nadia were having their way with me. In the center of the room Miguel, John, and James were having their way with the C&C twins, Allison, Paula, Belinda, and of course Tina. John was...
Pauline Manson smiled as she wiped the cups and plates, which she took from her dishwasher, with a tea towel. The seventy-year-old retired School Mistress tried to keep herself busy in order to help the time pass a little quicker before Zofeya and her boyfriend arrived. She hummed to herself as she placed her things back in the cupboard. Pauline Manson was looking forward to spanking Diane’s eighteen-year-old daughter that afternoon. It had been far too long since she had smacked the...
SpankingMan it was fucking cold! I hate sleeping in my clothes but there were only two options, go to bed cold or go to bed freezing. I struggled under the covers of the cheap motel bed fully dressed thinking I could take my pants and shirt off after the bed warmed. I never did that night. I shivered and chattered for hours, forcing myself to get up and desperately twist the useless fucking thermostat knob 720 degrees in both directions. The clerk told us when we got the room the heat might be out...
Diane Pearson checked her make up and hair in the rear view mirror before she got out of the car. School had let out and hour ago and the only people left were the principle and some of the players of the high school football team.Diane Pearson was here to see the principle about the new English teaching position. She had not taught in over 2 yrs and she was ready to get back into the class room.Diane was greeted at the office by the principle and they went into the office. The meeting went...
Diane Caldwell smiled to herself as she climbed the stairs and headed towards her daughter Zofeya’s bedroom. An hour had passed since the forty-seven-year-old had spanked and caned her daughter’s boyfriend in the living room. She had enjoyed herself beating Stefan, who had also enjoyed being punished by his girlfriend’s adopted mum. Diane had sent the young couple to separate bedrooms after their punishment for recording a video on Zofeya’s mobile phone which showed the sweet, dark-haired girl...
Oral SexI apologise to readers for the delay in posting this. I am posting a thread in the Story Review forum to explain myself. Please comment here or there. Jack and Diane Chapter 2 My time at Milla and Simon’s gave me some time to think about my life. Perhaps I should introduce myself. I’m John Nelson Winters. The Nelson bit is mothers maiden name and, yes, there is some connection to the Hero of the Nile and Trafalgar. At one stage the family had been quite wealthy, but that was before the First...
Diane was so excited after being selected from all the school librarians in Birmingham, Alabama to make the Martin Luther King, Jr. presentation at one of the underprivileged inner city high schools. The only problem was that her husband, Bill, didn't want his beautiful blonde wife going into the city to be at some "nigger" school. You see, her husband was quite the racist he also lost his job awhile back and the bills were adding up so he needs to get over it! Diane had always wanted to give...
Diane’s Submissive Adventures: The Sorority College had just begun a few weeks before, and Diane was finally getting into the swing of things. The pace was very different from high school, but not in a bad way since she was responsible for scheduling her classes. Although she would have preferred to spend all her time pleasing the inventive twins, the two were currently preparing for football season, and their trysts together had become sporadic at best. To make matters worse, most of the boys...
This is a little story about love discovered between Jack and Diane. They grew up as neighbors; only a few houses separated them from each other. Jack was the typical neighborhood boy, all rough, tumbled, and getting in trouble with his friends. Diane, on the other hand, wasn't your typical girl. She was right out there with the boys getting in trouble with the boys, much to her mom's chagrin.As they matured, Jack grew into a high school sports star. All hard-bodied and handsome, attracting the...
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The day was warm and clear and we all sat in a semi circle on the green summer grass, enjoying the sights and sounds of a fantastic outdoor summer concert. My self, my girl friend Nadia, as well as my mom, Diane’s Daughter Amanda, and of course the woman in question Diane herself. We had driven from Toronto to Montreal meet up with Diane and her daughter and take in the annual Jazz festival, and where at first the idea of spending a weekend with my mother and her friend made me want to roll...
The day showed no signs of being a disaster when I woke up. The alarm went off at five and my wife Diane reached for me and pulled me back down as I started to get out of bed. She kissed me, slipped me a little tongue and her hand reached for my cock. Twenty-five years and the woman could still turn me into a quivering wreck. She pulled me on top of her and as my cock parted her nether lips she said: "Make it a good morning lover; make it a very good morning." I pushed into her and she...
Diane first few days at her new job were pretty normal but she could tell that the students were treating her different especially the guys.Her night in the boys locker room seemed like a terrible nightmare but she had to admit that down deep she knew she liked it. That night she experienced more pleasure than she had ever had in her whole life. If it had happened with any other group than a bunch of high school football players it would be perfect.Diane knew that like any group of hormone...
This is a true story. My first three-way happened when my girlfriend, Diane and I were experimenting with our sexuality. She admitted to me that she found women attractive. In fact, when she was younger she had a brief lesbian affair with her cousin. I told her I found the thought of her and I having a sexual encounter with another woman highly erotic, and she agreed.We thought about whom we might find to have a three-way with. I asked her if she found any of her friends attractive.“Yeah,...
Jack and Diane’s relationship flourished after the ice was broken on that infamous afternoon in Jack’s room. Jack forgot all about Marcy, and Diane hadn’t been in a permanent thing with anybody. As their sophomore year ended, they found their relationship heating up to ever hotter levels. They stole all the time they could to spend together and spent as much of it as they could to continue their fun that started in Jack’s room that faithful day.The thing they never seemed to accomplish is...
First TimeI apologise for the delay in submitting the next parts of this story. I got the dreaded blue screen of death and have had to rescue the story from a couple of sources. The final part is just being tidied up. Thanks to rpsuch for his comments and advice on technique. I haven’t entirely implemented them here because of the hiatus but I haven’t disregarded them either!:) Jack and Diane Ch 08 People like to talk. Jack had developed the skill of getting people to talk. Putting the two together,...
by mypenname3000 Copyright 2013 The Devil's Pact Side-Story: Mary and Diane Go Clubbing Note: This takes place between Chapter 17 and 18 when Mary goes out with Diane. Takes place at the same time as The D&D Group Side-Story. I looked at myself in the mirror. I was dressed in a sleek, black dress that clung to my curves. It was low cut and a push up bra made my B Cup breasts look like C's. The skirt was short, and the tops of my black fishnets would peak out as I walked along with...
Lee and Diane came over for dinner, one night when our girls were both out. After dinner, the conversation turned to computers, and computer games. I mentioned that I had several games, including some very adult games, one of which was called INTERSEX, a Monopoly type game for consenting adults. Since, by then, everyone had had several rounds of drinks, it was decided to try the game, and anyone could call it quits at any point they felt uncomfortable. In setting up the game, we decided to use...
There is very little graphic sex in this story. * CHAPTER ONE I have often heard people say that what goes around comes around, many will sagely refer to the ‘circles of time’. If you are to believe those two maxims, then the other old advisory ‘you should never go back’ is contradictory. You have no choice about going back because the circles of time and what goes around comes around will take you there whether you want to or not. I had not sought to re-visit the past, but it came back to...
Diane Pollock was driving herself over to her daughter Kris's house. It was about a 20 minute drive. Diane liked driving herself around and often took herself for drive around town, just for the fun of it.Diane arrived and pulled into the driveway. The name plate on the mailbox said 'Nickelsen'. The house was very good and very comfortable. Diane liked the house and had helped her daughter Kris to decorate and re-model the house. Pressing on the door bell Diane waited for Kris to open the...
As usual we have to say this is fiction, so alright, to be published yeah. The facts are presented in the manner prepared by investigative reporters; Husband Mr.Eric Erebus: That night Diane was combing her hair facing the mirror in the dresser with her back towards me. She was naked from her waist up with a towel wrap around her hips. She just came out of the shower. She hadn't change much since we got married some 7 years ago. I can see from the mirror the outline of her gorgeous body and her...
Cheating WifesShe was Diane , Roy’s ( my husband ) 18 year old niece , she and her family lives on the other town ( 30 km from Manila , mine is 50 km ), having her school much closer to my apartment , Roy and her family came to decide she can stay with me so at the same time as my house companion ( I live alone ) . Diane’s a great girl , I never find it difficult to get along with her. Usually she would go to school in the morning and I would be left in the house , I was a little bored...
The following morning after his encounter with Mrs M, Charles didn't go to the pool, though that's where his mother thought he was off to when he left early with his swimming bag over his shoulder. In reality he had an appointment to keep with a Mrs M, the mother of his team mate. A last minute hitch had cropped up. His friend Josh, had called to tell him his mother had taken off to attend a sick grandad, and he was going to bunk off school as he had the house to himself. They could...
Diane Knocked on the door of the apartment she was feeling could still feel the wet throbbing of her pussy. She was still horny from having her pussy eaten by Ms. Jones.Diane could not believe that she actually licked and sucked Mr. Howard semen out of the pretty lady's wet cunt and then she shared it with the young lady. Diane felt so ashamed but also incredibly turned on.Jimbo answered the door he was still in his gym shorts and no shirt.Jimbo told her to come on in we have plenty of things...
Note: This takes place between Chapter 17 and Chapter 18 when Mary goes out with Diane. Takes place at the same time as The D&D Group Side-Story. I looked at myself in the mirror. I was dressed in a sleek, black dress that clung to my curves. It was low cut and a push up bra made my B Cup breasts look like C's. The skirt was short, and the tops of my black fishnets would peak out as I walked along with the clasps of my black garter belt holding the stockings up. I wore gray eyeshadow, a...
Act I That night, I'd gone to the dance to watch the girls and see what happened (there's something about dancing that seems to get women, especially teenage girls, all excited). There was all the usual goings-on: Marcie sneaking into the bushes with Jerry; Mack and Brutus getting thrown out for fighting (again); Marcie hiding in a locked room with Tom; Rose and Shelly having a screaming match that could be heard over the band; Marcie sneaking behind the curtains behind the band's stage...
Sandy closed the book and looked out the window. It was the second day of summer vacation. The next year he would be in college. He was eager but apprehensive. It was a page turning in his life; a step into the unknown. Sandy was the youngest of the three children in his family. His older brother was already teaching in a school in another town. His sister was married and living in a town about an hour away -- about ten minutes away from the college he’d be attending. He had hopes of living...
It was Wednesday morning and Kris Nickelsen was being picked up by her mother Diane Pollock in her car. They were going to a woman's coffee morning meeting for other local ladies. It was a very special woman's group. By invitation only. Kris was being taken by her mother for the first time to this kind of coffee morning meeting. Her mother Diane had made sure that Kris was dressed appropriately with her new outfit bought by specifically for the other ladies to admire and approve of. Kris was...
Copyright© 1995 All rights reserved It was my second furlough in London, and much different from my first. On my first, I had hooked up with three other kids, one guy and two girls, for my week's leave. This time, I was going to go it, on my own. This was the Christmas season, of the same year. I actually got there on Boxing Day. That is the day after Christmas, and there were a million kids on the streets. It drove me crazy, until I had it explained to me. The city was much more festive than...
Jacky came up trumps with photographs taken off the tapes that the Bell had kept. There was even one of Terry with the girl I saw him with that Saturday night. The next time Diane called I suggested that we meet at Jacqui ' R's. I was certain that Jacky would be happy to add her two penny's worth about Terry. Diane was sitting down drinking coffee with Jacky when I arrived. Jacky called Tom for another coffee and I bent over and gave Diane a kiss on the lips. She was delighted but still...
Let me tell you about my wife, Diane. She’s this sexy girl who grew up in Minnesota. She has shoulder length, blonde hair, brown skin, blue eyes, a full mouth, and a body like a fuck doll. She’s 50, 40DD tits on a nice, slender frame, so it’s all pretty firm and outstanding. At the time of this story we’d been going out for about two years, and had been through most things sexually, but had never brought in a third person. I should add that Diane is a total fuck slut. She likes to be fucked...
Diane looked at the clock. "Damn, 6:10. I need to get going," she said to herself as she applied eyeliner to her freshly washed face. The tennis match had gone extra sets, putting her behind schedule. She smiled. Well it was worth it she thought. She was in the Club championship. Not too bad for a 37 year old married mom. She grinned, looking in the mirror, then refocused on the task at hand, getting ready for the night. Diane leaned closer to the mirror, as she did the cold granite...
Wife LoversIt all began 15 years ago but I remember it as clearly as if it hadhappened yesterday. I was with my best friend at the time Diane, we were celebratingour 30th birthday together. Nothing big, nothing fancy, we'd both left ourk**s and husbands at home and gone off on a spa-weekend together. Dianeand I had been best friends since college, I've never had anything butfriendly warm feelings for her, perhaps too friendly but I've never desiredher in a more intimate, sexual way, to this day I still...
Diane was definitely hot. I first saw her at the annual flea market.Honestly, it wasn't intentional but I kept running into her. I knowthat I was checking her out and was fairly certain that she was doingthe same. Her eyes and smile hinted at a nasty streak which had methinking of her in a whole new way- basically, naked.Her body was made to be seen, perfect curves filling out tightjeans which only made my imagination go wild.She knew exactly what she was doing. When I came by, she wouldcast a...
Tips 'n Toes: Getting to Know Diane...In a Biblical Way! I really thought myself very lucky, having met Teri, Fran, and Diane. My friendship with them grew as the year went by, although at first I spent most of my time with Teri. She was a lot of fun to be with, and took great pleasure in teasing me about my nails, and my sissy attitudes. I of course took even greater pleasure from being teased, and I would do anything Teri asked of me. Every week or so I would do Teri's...
As you may be aware, I lost the original ending to Jack and Diane in a bluescreen of death. I have rewritten the ending. This takes up at the end of Ch 14 and replaces the epilogue. If you haven’t read Jack and Diane Ch 1-14 you will need to, in order to follow this. TTB. Jack and Diane Chapter 15 Whilst things settled down at home, we were still subject to visits from Child Protection Services. However these were carried out by Zoe Aristedes and one of her senior case workers. They...
This is not a true story... but it could happen.. I like to take a cruise now and then, partly for relaxation and partly to meet and have fun with women whom I may never see again. Last year, I booked a one-week Mexican Riviera cruise out of L.A. The ship sailed in the late afternoon, as we got under way I took a tour around to orient myself, then went down to my cabin and freshened up for dinner. When I got to the dining room and was shown to my assigned table, most of the company had already...
I came home one afternoon to find the house empty. Then I remembered Diane had a meeting that afternoon for some organization or group she had been volunteering with recently. I grabbed a cold beer out of the fridge, dropped my tie on the kitchen bar and walked out to the pool area. We had just had some work done recently replacing the tinted sliding glass doors with hurricane wind resistant sliding glass doors. They were reputed to withstand flying debris up to 135 miles per hour. Diane and I...
I came home one afternoon to find the house empty. Then I remembered Diane had a meeting that afternoon for some organization or group she had been volunteering with recently. I grabbed a cold beer out of the fridge, dropped my tie on the kitchen bar and walked out to the pool area. We had just had some work done recently replacing the tinted sliding glass doors with hurricane wind resistant sliding glass doors. They were reputed to withstand flying debris up to 135 miles per hour. Diane and I...
The alarm went off at 6:00 a.m. and I reached over my wife to shut it off. My morning hard-on pressed against her back. She was beautiful lying there naked with her blonde hair cascading down her pillow. I thought about waking her up for a quick start-me-up this morning. Instead, I jumped out of bed and got in the shower.By 7:00 a.m. I was showered, had breakfast, and on the freeway to start my day. Traffic wasn't too bad this morning and I reached work around 7:30 a.m. I checked my e-mail and...
I came home one afternoon to find the house empty. Then I remembered Diane had a meeting that afternoon for some organization or group she had been volunteering with recently. I grabbed a cold beer out of the fridge, dropped my tie on the kitchen bar and walked out to the pool area. We had just had some work done recently replacing the tinted sliding glass doors with hurricane wind resistant sliding glass doors. They were reputed to withstand flying debris up to 135 miles per hour. Diane and I...
Wife LoversI'm not a writer so bare with me. I work on a merchant ship enroute to Africa and Europe and out to sea for 8 to 10 months durations. I inherited this job from my grampa and dad and I had to go to nautical school for 3 years. I couldn't just give up on this job. Dian was 22 when we married and asked me to take a land job but wouldn't. The shipping line owners are family friends to us and they paid me so good with a promise I'll be cheifmate someday, no way I'm walking away. Diane quit her job...
I'm not a writer so bare with me. I work on a merchant ship enroute to Africa and Europe and out to sea for 8 to 10 months durations. I inherited this job from my grampa and dad and I had to go to nautical school for 3 years. I couldn't just give up on this job. Dian was 22 when we married and asked me to take a land job but wouldn't. The shipping line owners are family friends to us and they paid me so good with a promise I'll be cheifmate someday, no way I'm walking away. Diane quit her job...