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The following morning Lindsey woke up having not moved from laying over my chest. She looked up at me lovingly and said, “I missed you so much.” I told her I loved her and asked if she was ready for breakfast. “No, because after breakfast then it will be that much closer to when I have to leave,” she said wrapping her arms around me tightly. I kissed the top of her head and told her that I would make time Tuesday to go down and see her. “I still don’t ever want to leave this bed. I wish...
The next few weeks, Lindsey had put items she needed for sleepovers on my Amazon account and the few times we were able to get together were amazing. But Thanksgiving came around. The boys went to see their mother in her new house. Josh did come by and we had a beer and talked about how much he liked college. He even began seeing a girl and things were getting serious. Lindsey went to her mom’s in Boston. Like usual her mother paid little to no attention to her. I had half a mind to fly out...
I woke the next morning feeling like a new man. My cock was sore but I felt like I could take on the world. I was absolutely in love. In the shower I kept getting text alerts. I got dried off and picked my phone it was Lindsey. Lindsey : Oh my god! Im in deep trouble: Me :what happened?: Lindsey :my dad came home and walked in my room!!!! : Lindsey’s dad came back home the next morning. He had walked in to find Lindsey sprawled on her bed still in thigh high stockings hi heels and...
Lindsey was home alone enjoying a typical lazy day when there was a forceful knock at the door. Lindsey, aggravated that someone was banging so rudely on her door disturbing her tranquil day, went to answer the door. As soon as she twisted the door knob the door was forced open knocking Lindsey to the floor. Dazed and confused, by the disturbance and blinded by the bright light shining through the open doorway, tried to regain her footing. As she shifted her weight to get up she felt an immense...
The week dragged on and on with no weekend. The guys were exhausted come that Friday. We had managed to build the the parts in record time and I shipped them air freight to insure the customer was happy. Cost me an arm and a leg but it’s worth it to keep this particular car builder as a customer. The guys were at their morning break and I let them know they could knock off at lunch and I would pay them for the rest of the day. That Friday Katie and I were going to have lunch, most Fridays we...
Disclaimer: I know this story is not written very well, because english is not my native language and it's my first story but here you go.i tried to reduce spelling and grammar errors, please be gentle.I need more said Lindsey, Her Servant asked surprised: "you need more Miss Stirling? But that are 3 guys.""Yes I now and that's not enough and I need at least 15 guys so bring me 12 more guys." Lindsey angrily replies."Eh yes Miss Stirling, I am on my way."Lindsey turns around to the 3 guys who...
Lindsey stood in the doorway of my office. She was dressed in business attire but looking just as I remembered. I swear my heart stopped. “Hello Dale, how have you been?” She said softly looking down at her feet. I got up it was all I could do not to run over and take her in my arms. But at my first step towards her she seemed to step back. This wasn’t how I imagined this moment. Lindsey was shy and quiet like the first time I met her. “How are you Lindsey?” I asked trying to hide my...
That night when I came home and my wife was nowhere to be found, the boys had no idea where she went. And she didn't respond to any of my texts. In the back of my mind she had followed me to Lindsey's. I was getting paranoid. As it turns out, she went out with some friends, and they got too drunk and grabbed a hotel room and slept it off. At least that's her story. For two months I did everything I could to try and normalize my relationship with my wife. But she wasn't...
The ride home in the back of a squad car was embarrassing to say the least. But I was still angry and worried Jack was going to get physical with Lindsey. I couldn’t get the image of him beating her out of my head. I could feel my blood pressure rising. The officer who dropped me off suggested that I keep my distance and not try and contact Lindsey. Jack had talked about a restraining order and going to the school while I sat handcuffed. How could I have been so stupid. I knew better, I just...
It was a gorgeous, warm sunny day and I was intent on wasting a good chunk of it by being inside a movie theater. As I strode along the sidewalk on 5th Street, through the business district, I could still taste the burrito I'd had for lunch half an hour before. I took a sip of my Coke from the cup I was carrying, and generally felt all was right with the world. It was my day off, a new movie I'd been waiting to see was only a few minutes walk away, and my stomach was full of zesty...
It was mid October, a week from Lindsey's eighteenth birthday. And I got a call from her mother. "Will you come to Lindsey's birthday party? She is to shy to ask you, and with all you've done for her, it would be nice to see you there." I was in a conundrum! It might look suspicious if I declined, but the same if I went! I asked what day, it was on a Tuesday. A school night. That might make it easier to make a quick getaway. But it would ba awkward talking to her parents after seeing...
It was mid October, a week from Lindsey's eighteenth birthday. And I got a call from her mother."Will you come to Lindsey's birthday party? She is to shy to ask you, and with all you've done for her, it would be nice to see you there." I was in a conundrum! It might look suspicious if I declined, but the same if I went! I asked what day, it was on a Tuesday. A school night. That might make it easier to make a quick getaway. But it would ba awkward talking to her parents after seeing their...
This story began about two years ago. I lived with my wife and two sons 18 and 15, in an upper middle class neighborhood. Both my boys go the the same high school, my oldest u in marching band, and my youngest is in orchestra. I do a lot of volunteer work for the school, I chaperone dances and even band camp at the end of summer. As a parent I was well respected among the teachers and staff, and among the other parents for that matter. Events would unfold that would jeopardize all of it, and...
At the end of September, we had a heat wave that had temperatures over one hundred for a week. The boys asked if they could throw a pool party on the weekend. It was supposed to cool down to the nineties by then. My wife would be out of town for the weekend and she would be the only one that might put a dampener on the fun. We made arrangements and most of the marching band was to come! I have a pretty big back yard. My property is about three acres and my pool is huge, so a party this size...
It was the morning after the pool party. I woke with a pounding headache. I had drank my self to sleep running the nights event through my mind. I just had a beautiful young lady alone, and nearly crossed the line. I was a married man, and she was only seventeen. The next few weeks I tried to make sure that one of the band mothers was there to give her a ride if she needed. That worked fine, and I also made sure the boys rode with me, just in case. Then the end of marching band season, came...
About a week later, Lindsey came by. Her mother had caught a flight to the east coast for work, and her father was going to stay the night in San Francisco, Lindsey suspected he was with a girlfriend. It was a Saturday night and Sean was home. I never told Sean what went on between Lindsey and I, but he seemed to know. When she showed up Sean answered the door, rather than assume she was there to talk about orchestra, he walked her out to the shop. I had just got the car back from media...
September was another hot one, Sean wanted to host another pool party for the band. I said I was too busy at work and wouldn't have time to set one up. But Karen, the next day approached me about a pool party at her house. I said I would drop Sean off but I couldn't stay. Truth of the matter, I had just bought a sixty nine Camaro and was just getting ready to restore it. That Saturday, I dropped Sean off at Karen's. Lindsey's car was there. But I didn't get out of the car, I don't...
Hi, To all Iss reader this is my first story hope U all would like it a complete fiction.my self raj i live in Mumbai this story is about my aunty nandita,let me describe her she is in her 30s,lives with her husband and daughter.She is born beauty with an awesome fig of 36.28.40 ..her assets are her huge melons of 36 d and her ass that will give a hard on to any guy who looks at it So now my story starts this was like 5 years ago when I was appearing for my 12 th HSC examination at that time my...
My mind is filled with the memory of the first time I was able to push my entire hand into the inner cavity of her vagina. My glove size is large, to accommodate the breadth of my hand across the knuckles, though my fingers are rather slender. For some time, our love play had included the insertion of all four fingers plus my thumb into Lindsey’s pussy; but the ring of bone around the top of her outer chamber had stopped me from pushing my whole hand into her inner sanctum. But on this day,...
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So it was another night and I was dropping the k**s off for a sleep over at Staceys house. Stacey, for the newbies to my stories, is my wifes older sister. We were down in the basement helping the k**s clean up before bed and I couldnt stop staring at Staceys ass. Everytime she bent over he thong would be sticking out, and if she bent over facing me, I got a clear look right down her shirt. She still had her bra on, but it was still sexy looking down her jiggling boob cleavage. One of the last...
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