Marcy
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Several years ago I worked as a salesman for a large electronics company. As one of the five highest grossing producers I was invited to attend a company cocktail party being held at a local Ramada Inn for several of our biggest customers. It was attended by the president of the company, several of our VPs and general managers and of course their wives and girl friends. Since I was unmarried and between girl friends and Mark, another salesman, was in the same boat I was, we went to the party together. It didn't take long for the affair to become a drunk out and many of the men were too sloshed to dance with their wives and girl friends so the women were more than happy to dance with Mark and I.
During band breaks Mark and I compared notes on the women we were dancing with and their behavior and bemoaned the fact that there were several that we would have liked to separate from the herd, but that they were all married and here with their husbands. One in particular had us drooling. Marcy was the wife of our general manager and she was pissed at her drunken husband and she was showing her anger by flirting with Mark and me. When we danced with her she would press her ample breasts into our chests and press her leg into our hard ons and then smile wickedly at us. Even though I didn't think I could get her away from the party and her husband I decided to dance her into a dark corner and see if I couldn't set up something for another time.
When the band started the next set I maneuvered Marcy into the darkest corner I could find with my hard cock poking her leg all the way. I decided that the best way to play it with a woman who pressed her tits into you as hard as she could and who also pressed her leg into your hard on as hard as she could, was to be bold. I leaned forward and nibbled on her ear lobe and said, "You have some great tits baby, can I play with them?"
She moaned and said, "You can't. People will see."
I spun her around so that her back was to every body and said, "They can't see now" and I put my right hand on her tits.
She gave another low moan and said, "We shouldn't be doing this." I chuckled,
"We? I'm the only one being bad" and I took her hand and placed it on my bulge. "Now you can say we."
She giggled, "You are a bad person making me do this" but her hand stayed on my bulge and she gave it a squeeze. I grinned and said, "Can we get together some time this coming week and get a little more involved?"
She said, "No, I'm afraid not" and she gave my cock another squeeze. Then she gave a low laugh and said, "I'm thinking more along the lines of tonight."
"And just how do we accomplish that?"
"Easy. My hubby and me are too drunk to drive so you will volunteer to see that we get home safely. My darling hubby will be passed out by then and you will have to carry him into the house. Once in the house ... well, you are a clever boy, you'll think of something."
I didn't tell her Mark was driving and I wondered how she would react to that.
It’s a Spring Saturday Night in Chicago. April means a renewal of many facets of life. Baseball season starts and so the Bundy men decided to go with Jefferson and some of the other guys in the neighborhood to see the North Siders play. Peggy was visiting her relatives in Wisconsin this weekend, leaving Kelly home. Normally, this would not be a problem as Kelly was always very popular… and she did have a date. However, the guy backed out with a call a few minutes before taking her out. Some...
A few weeks back I met a girl through my office, her name is Marcy. She is divorced, age 30, 5'6" honey frosted blond that weighs about 100 lbs. Marcy has a smile and bubbly personality that you just take a liking to the first time you talk to her. Well, Marcy came in everyday to talk to me and we became the best of pals. She would tell me all her problems and I would help her by listening and offering advise. As it turned out, Marcy was looking for a better job. The one she was in now...
Bang. The sound of my apartment door closing behind me made my head throb. It had been a long night with lots of booze and my hangover was in full force. Thankfully, today was a Sunday, so I didn't have to work or go anywhere. I could just go to bed and try to make the rockets exploding in my head stop their constant battle. As I stumbled my way through the apartment, I noticed the message light was blinking on my machine. I crept over to it, knowing full well that the beep before the message...
Supernatural26-year-old Navy Lieutenant Pete Reynolds woke as the sun was rising. He smiled to himself as he heard the birds beginning to sing with the coming morning. He was snug inside a sleeping bag in a small two-man tent. The delicious warmth against his back was his beautiful 23-year-old wife Marcy. He was on an extended leave after serving two tours in Afghanistan and Iraq. Pete was a Navy Seal, he ran a Seal team that had seen quite a bit of action in both theaters and they were getting three...
She couldn't quite figure out what it was, but then she heard it again. It sounded like a faint slapping noise, followed by a muffled yell. Puzzled, she lay quietly for a moment, and the noise was repeated. She sat up in bed and turned to her older sister's bed across the room to ask her if she'd heard the noise also, when she saw that her sister's bed was empty.Her mind still foggy from sleep, Marcy got up out of bed and walked to the door. She stepped quietly into the hallway, her short...
Am n?chsten Tag machte Marcy weiter gute Fortschritte. Jetzt konnte sie bereits allein gehen, nat?rlich unter Aufsicht. "Alles klar", meinte Birgit l?chelnd zu Petra, als sie aus dem Zimmer von Frau Dr. Bodkowicz kam, "alles verl?uft bestens. In zehn Tagen k?nnen wir nach Hause. Der Hormonspiegel wurde auf weitgehend weibliche Werte eingestellt. Dr. Bodkowicz wird ihn aber noch etwas h?her halten, um eine gewisse Depotwirkung zu erzielen. Dann k?nnte man auch auf Beruhigungsmittel verzi...
"I can't do this. I already miss you too much. Please come get me. Sammy, are you there?" Marcy froze, looked in the direction of the answering machine and then at me. She wiped her tear-streaked eyes, showing concern. "Aren't you going to talk to her?" she asked. I was too stunned to move. Hearing Shirley's voice was not something I had anticipated when I formed the plan to invite Marcy to Pontiac and fulfill my promise to tell her my 'I got into a little trouble when I was...
The two women debated whether to bring rape charges against Jamal and Kamon, but decided against it. After all, both had had sex willingly with the men on numerous other occasions, making it hard to convince a jury that this time it had been non consentual. They also had no witnesses as the two teens did not enter until after Jamal and Kamon had abused them and it would be highly doubtful the two girls could have been persuaded to testify anyway. So, both women called in to the set, claiming...
When my parents broke up my mom was six months pregnant. I was sent to live with my father by a quick judge’s ruling because of my mother’s addiction problems. It was ruled that she was not the best choice of a parent for me to live with. Once I left her house and Danville, Pennsylvania, I never looked back. I didn’t even find out that she gave birth to a baby girl until years later. I had a sister I never knew and really had no interest in getting to know. I seriously tried to erase...
Marcy concluded early on that Kamon was a lot like his brother. She and Nikki were playthings to him. Oh, he didn't use denigrations like Jamal, in fact he was constantly complimenting her on her face and figure, but he was into her pants daily and there had been several foursomes. Marcy had asked Jamal about finding a place of their own but he seemed content, at least for the moment, especially with both Marcy and Nikki available to him any time he wanted. It was several days later that...
That weekend, for the first time in their marriage, neither Marcy nor Kirk was able to achieve orgasm when they made love. After the initial euphoria and excitement of the introduction of Coleen into their love life and its initial positive influence upon them, Kirk had been slowly realizing how much more satisfying Coleen was than Marcy. It had gradually become harder and harder to reach climax with his wife while, unbeknown to him, Marcy was finding Kirk inadequate in satisfying her...
The following weeks were like something out of a medieval comedy. Marcy, continuing to secretly pleasure both Lamar and Jamal when Coleen and Kirk were together; Coleen in addition to her conjugal duties to her husband, bedding both Kirk and Lamar and believing those relationships were being kept from Jamal who was aware of both and, in fact, had planned Coleen's seduction by Lamar; Kirk, still enjoying his biweekly trysts with Coleen, unaware that anyone but Marcy was aware; Lamar, who had...
Marcy - Priscilla's Wedding By Sissie Maid Cuckold When Pansy finally came around after his faint, he wondered what had happened. Ms. Leslie explained he had fainted right after hearing that his wife was inviting all of his family and friends to her wedding to Marcus. Pansy rubbed his eyes and shook his head in disbelief. "Yes, I remember now, is she really going to do that?" "Yes my dear, but don't worry it will be good for you, everyone will know what a pathetic looser...
Marcy had been afraid that Lamar would punish her for her distortion of his wishes at the reunion, but by the following Tuesday he was smiling and obviously pleased that, at the very least, Marcy was being praised by those who had partaken of her, with terms like "vixen" and "wildcat" being bandied about. "One hundred and thirty-two! Damn, bitch, that must be some kind of record! Who woulda ever thought a White chick could fuck that many Black men in one evening!" He looked into her...
My memories of my early childhood were not pleasant. While some people wish they could go back to their carefree childhood days, I look at childhood as something I survived and lived to tell about. I recall my first few years on the planet as being in the middle of two parents who spent most of their awake moments arguing and fighting. The fights often became physical, no doubt fueled by my fathers alcohol abuse and my mother’s addiction problems. They finally broke up when I was four years of...
IncestMarcy - The Seminar and a Birthday Weekend By Sissie Maid Cuckold Pansy was told to get ready to go home. He went to the restroom and took a tampon out of his purse and inserted it knowing if he did not, cum would be running down his leg for the next half hour. Besides he knew all to well it was a crime to waste a Black Man's cum and letting it run out, down and on to the ground would certainly constitute a crime. It was 2:00 AM when Pansy left the party. Mr. Marcus gave him bus...
The next day, after Kirk had left for work, Marcy and Jamal went to her house, gathered her clothes and other personal effects and took them to Jamal's. Even though he felt there was little probability of it, Jamal did not want to take a chance that the young husband would somehow find it in his heart to forgive her and the two to reconcile, so he had insisted that her only good bye be in a letter. She left it on the kitchen table as she and Jamal were leaving. That evening, the young...
Marcy is 5ft3 and had a big butt and nice tit’s with blonde hair since I've met her a couple of years ago. Holly on the other hand was an average girl with great tit’s and a nice ass as well as black hair. One day I was at the mall browsing and I came across the two girls but holly seemed pre occupied on following marcy around, Marcy was wearing a plaid miniskirt and white dress shirt and her big ass looked so inviting as she bent over exposing her black french lace thong. Holly could not...
The girls spent the next two weeks planning for Marcy’s visit. Sylvia and I had sex every other day; Jay and I had none. Well, none if you don’t count a little fellatio as part of three- and four-ways. I was getting downright masterful at self-deception. Nate and Seth advanced to some kissing and petting but nothing more. Nate left the room when Seth and Charlene had sex. Mike and Sylvia, with some guidance from Carl, often talked casually with Nate about whatever he wanted to discuss. I’m sure...
BisexualOn Friday, Kirk had left only minutes ago to met Coleen at a motel out near the interstate highway when the doorbell rang. Marcy, who had once jumped to the door with enthusiasm to greet Jamal now rose slowly from the couch and proceeded slowly to the door. Dressed only in a pair of black stockings, she opened the door a crack to look out. She was shocked to see Lamar and two other young Black men about his age standing on the front stoop. "Open up bitch, we've come for some pussy," he...
Over the next few weeks Marcy, Kirk and Coleen settled into their arrangement. Tuesdays and Fridays were reserved for Coleen"s and Kirk's trysts. At Coleen's suggestion, Marcy had joined them for a threesome, but both the young housewife and her husband felt uncomfortable and so Kirk and Coleen then continued to see each other alone. It was decided that on Tuesdays, Coleen would come to the young couple's house, after leaving Jamal and driving a block or two away, parking the car, then...
Two weeks later Larmar informed Marcy that his high school was having a reunion. The school being rather small, reunions were not held for individual classes, but rather every five years an all Trudeau High School reunion was held, inviting all past classes to attend. The private school, despite attempts to the contrary, remained exclusively Black, Jamal's Black Nationalist organization having a great deal to do with that. Marcy was told she would come as Lamar's date. She tried to talk him...
Marcy sucked her boyfriend's prick and swallowed his cum because she thought he would marry her. "You're getting better at it" said Terry."Practice makes perfect" she giggled.Terry stuffed his prick back in his pants and started the car. "I better take you home"Lois was waiting for her . She didn't like Terry. He was too old to be dating an eighteen year old."I told you not to go out with him" she scolded."I love him mom" she replied."My god honey, he is thirty years old and divorced" "I don't...
InterracialFour days later Slezak called Marcy, his voice full of enthusiasm. "Marcy, we finished the film and I want you to know you look terrific. A gorgeous body and your sex scenes are fantastic, some of the best I've seen! Sweetheart, I'm starting a new picture day after tomorrow and I'd like you to star in it!" "Star? Me?" "Absolutely. But first we got two things to take care of. I want you under an exclusive contract to make films for me and... we need a name for you." "You mean...
"This okay?" Jean-Luc asked.I nodded.We went in, and one of the doormen directed us to the restaurant. It was definitely the nicest restaurant I'd ever been in.Dinner was really nice. Turns out Jean-Luc was an advocate for the little guy, often helping k**s get medical treatments their health insurance companies didn't want to pay for."You don't defend r****ts and murders?" I asked jokingly."Not unless they're personal friends of mine," he joked back.Of course when he started asking me...
Marcy got a call from Slezak a few days later indicating he could use her in two scenes of the film on which he was working and asking if she would be interested. One was a lesbian sex scene in which Marcy would be seduced by an older married woman and the other, a straight sex scene in which the woman's husband breaks into her apartment and thinking it was Marcy who had seduced his wife, reaps revenge by raping Marcy. "He won't really hurt me, will he?" she asked hesitantly. "Oh, of...
It had now been a week and a half since Marcy and Kirk had made love. Until recently never more than a day or two had elapsed between their love making sessions, so Marcy was now more anxious than ever. She began to question whether Kirk would remain with her if she could no longer bring him physical pleasure. She realized she had no real reason to question his faithfulness since he had never been anything but a model husband and had reassured her on countless occasions that he would never...
Marcy had certainly been right about the reception her idea would get from Kirk. He, at first, was appalled at such a plan, but over several days she kept reminding him how much she loved him, how much she wanted to see him satisfied. He, of course, insisted he was satisfied, but she knew better and told him so. Without mentioning anyone specifically, she described the requirements she thought necessary and by assuring him that the woman would provide physical satisfaction only a couple of...
"Marcy?" The voice at the end of the alley was faintly familiar. Marcy lay sprawled amid some garbage in the dark alley, her skirt torn away, her blouse in tatters... When she had wanted the five dollars up front the heavy set man had beaten her, then taken what he wanted. The combination of drugs and abuse was fogging her mind. "Who..." "Marcy, it's me," he said coming closer. "Ki... Kirk?" "Good God, what's happened to you?" "How... how did you find me?" "A lot of...
Over the weekend, Marcy debated with herself as to whether to tell Kirk and/or Coleen what had happened while they were at the motel, but no matter what arguments she generated for informing them, there were always two compelling reasons why she didn't and wouldn't. First, was the threat of real danger she felt that Jamal posed for her husband and close friend. Marcy wasn't totally convinced that Jamal would actually shoot them, but there had been times as he was ravaging her body that she...
I remember Mr. J. saying discretion was essential. Well, not like I had much to tell.Except about Evan. But who would I tell, Bevvie? No way. She didn't even know the name of this place, and I was sure going to keep it that way.Besides, if I mentioned his name I would probably blush red from my neckline to the roots of my hair. I would never tell anybody this, but he was entering my thoughts pretty often at random times. And they weren't PG thoughts either. Not that I would have any idea what...
Phil Slezak''s office was a small, hole-in-the-wall walk up and definitely not in the better part of town. "Let's just go. I'd be happy to stay with the web site," commented Marcy as they approached the door with "P.Slezak - Producer" stenciled on in black paint that was beginning to peel. "No! Jerry said the guy's office didn't look like much but he's really a big time producer," said Jamal, giving Marcy a push. They entered the office where a young blonde, gum chewing...
Three days later Marcy and Nikki gathered up their belongings while Jamal and Kamon were out of the house and moved into their new apartment, a modest two bedroom on the other side of town, in a nice neighborhood. Both left notes, each telling her husband or lover the reasons for her decision and indicating the decision was final. Nikki also indicated she would be seeking a divorce. Jamal and Kamon were incensed, especially at the loss of Marcy's paycheck, but also with the audacity of the...
I cried out, not because it hurt, but because it was so good.I never wanted it to end.It was my first time, and it was perfect.I wanted to yell, 'don't stop, don't stop,' but I couldn't speak.He slowed down, sped up, then changed the angle a little bit. He pressed his arms down into the mattress, so he was doing sort of a half push-up on top of me and started rocking into me, different, harder, even better."Lick," he said. He had his thumb near my mouth.I licked it. He reached in between us and...
Even in my wildest fantasies, I never dreamed something like this could ever happen to me. Not that my fantasies were ever all that wild to begin with—but still—me, little, quiet, shy Marcy, in the midst of...Well, I should back up.It all started the week after high school graduation....I hugged the box I was carrying to my chest. It contained a small plant, a framed picture of the Dallas Cowboys (with signatures, thank you), a toiletry case, and two books.Fired, after one week as a secretary...
This story is true and about my beautiful wife Marcy and how she became a com slut/lover. We had been married for 5 years it was my 3rd marriage and her third. Marcy is a brunette with shoulder length hair, 5"6',135, greenish eyes and nice 38c tits and beautiful shapely legs and 40 years old. When we married Marcy said she had never sucked a cock and I believe her as she knew nothing about how to suck.But wasn't long before I had her sucking my cock and told her she had to...
Marcy was excited to be acting in her first film, despite the type of production it was. Unlike a major film, the crew consisted of Slezak who also directed, his secretary and a young guy with acute acne who was a lighting and cameraman and general go-for during breaks. The cast, at least those working that day consisted of a lovely redhead named Teresa and a ruggedly handsome man, Ted, somewhat older but possessed of an athletic build and, as Marcy was to learn later, an anatomy which had...
SU’s cook was fired last night for violating the “no means no” rule. It’s good that he is gone. It’s also a problem. SU no longer has a cook. After breakfast, everybody at SU knew what happened. Kimi was shaken. She needed a few days doing only what she wanted. By the third day, she had recovered enough to entertain married couples. After another two days, she requested to join the pre-lunch selection. Marcy filled in as cook. The companions who spent a lot of time in the kitchen helped...
"Hey," she said. "I'm Heather."She came over and gave me a quick hug."Marcy," I said."I made stir-fry beef and veggies for dinner," Heather said."Great.""So you're the new receptionist at Melody's.""Yup. But I've never been inside."They both looked at me with their eyes popped out a little.I shrugged and raised my hands up in a 'what can I tell you' gesture. "I peeked into the front room once, but it was empty.""You ever been there?" I asked Heather."Twice, but it's not my scene.""Oh."That was...
Marcy's next film about castaways on a tropical island garnered her a great deal of attention as her beautifully tanned body was almost constantly undressed and she made love with abandon to the men and women on the island, eventually being crowned queen. It was within a few days of the time the film was released that Marcy got a call from Sean Davies. Marcy had been learning not only her craft, but her profession as well. She knew Davies as one of the most influential and successful adult...
Marcy Takes a Lover byFurryDevil©Disclaimer: This story is about a white married couple finding a black man for the wife to have sex with. It is completely consensual on both of their parts, and therefore is just good, clean, fun. If you don't like this kind of thing, you should probably find something else to read. *My name is Marcy and I have something I need to get off my chest. I live just outside of Detroit, but I was on a "weekend getaway". I still can't believe what I had gotten myself...
I said good-bye again. Except then he was distracted by a phone call and when his back was turned I walked through the double doors with the other girls.I hadn't even really meant to do it. I just sort of...went with the flow. Which in this case was following the person in front of me.Into a sex club.Oh shit.The front room was hopping. There was a pulsing burgundy-red light strobing from the ceiling. The music was loud, the lyrics, 'marry her anyway', blasted over me, coming out slightly...
I crossed my arms over my chest. But hey, the funny choices did break up the tension."Here we go," he said.I also didn't know who sang this one, but her voice was soulful. "At last, my love has come along." Jean-Luc hugged me, and we swayed back and forth to the music. He hummed along to the melody. "My lonely days are over and life is like a song."He spun me around and dipped me, totally out of time with the music. I laughed."This music is pretty," I said."It's a classic.""Never heard it," I...
Marc h?rte in seinem Kellergef?ngnis durch einen ge?ffneten Entl?ftungsstein, wie sich von drau?en ein Auto n?herte. Mehrere Personen stiegen aus, wie er meinte, jetzt mindestens drei, denn zum vertrauten Klicken der Abs?tze von Petra und Birgit war jetzt noch etwas hinzugekommen. Seltsam, dachte er, dass Petra seit einigen Tagen nicht mehr arbeitete. Hatte sie sich Urlaub genommen? Nach einigen Minuten wurde seine Zellent?r ge?ffnet und Marc sah seine Vermutung best?tigt: eine dritte Frau, g...
Jamal sat on the front porch drinking a beer as he contemplated his revenge. When he had discovered that Coleen was bedding a White man twice a week, his first impulse had been to beat her to within an inch of her life, but he had resisted, determined to find something more fitting more degrading and more long lasting than a simple beating. He wanted to hurt Coleen and he wanted to hurt her badly. When she had first suggested an open marriage, he had been resistant, but had finally consented...
My name is Marcy and I have something I need to get off my chest. I live just outside of Detroit, but I was on a "weekend getaway". I still can't believe what I had gotten myself into this time. I was standing in a hotel room in Boston, getting ready to go meet a black man that my husband had found for me online, a black man that I had already agreed to have sex with.I'm 34 years old, and I've been married to Jason for 11 years now. Jason is 2 years older than me, 5'11" tall, and is in pretty...
Evan. "Off with your shirt!" He whips my shirt off.Jean-Luc. "Off with your panties."Evan has to steady me. I'm wobbly. Jean-Luc pulls my underwear down very slowly. I step out of them. I'm still wearing my skirt. It's still tucked up in the waistband. I feel the cool breeze on my ass. I'm sweating, there's a breeze; I'm exposed. I shiver; it's not from the air.Evan comes around from in front of me. There's a moment's pause.Evan. "Niiiiiice."Slap."Whoa!" I jump.The slap wasn't hard. In fact, it...
"Commanding, powerful," he said. It sounded like he was having difficulty talking.How could he get any bigger inside me? But he did. I was sure of it. In perfect shade the heat increased, the leaves bending in toward us, drawn by his pull. "Primal."Everything became more vivid. The forest was on fire.He fisted one hand in my hair gently pulled my head back."Beautiful," he said, pressing every spot, inside and out, mentally and physically just right. I exploded.I convulsed around him. He kissed...
"Not yet?" he asked when I didn't answer immediately."Maybe in a minute," I said, when I got my breath back.Evan slowly ran his hands down Heather's sides, and back up to her breasts. The two of them together were lovely to watch. Breathtaking. Enchanting. In love, and lovely. I wanted that.Jean-Luc put his chin on the top of my head. "Beautiful aren't they?""Absolutely," I said.A thought occurred to me. "Is this why people like porn?""Hell no," Jean-Luc said. "This is nothing like...
These stories about Marcy are all true and there are so many more about her and the things we did. Part two starts with us starting to now find strangers in parks, rest areas, adult movie houses and just about any place you can think of where men might hang out. This adventure takes place...
Als Petra und Birgit fr?h am n?chsten Morgen den Keller betraten, schlief Marc noch fest. Er bemerkte weder das helle Licht noch ihre Unterhaltung. "Lassen wir ihn schlafen?", fragte Petra. "K?nnte man, aber wir m?ssen doch nachher weg. Das Mittel in der Spritze wirkt zwar noch, aber Wasser lassen muss er in den n?chsten Stunden. Notfalls macht er sich in die Hose", dozierte Birgit fachkundig. "Und was jetzt?", krauste Petra die Stirn. "Ganz einfach, im Krankenhaus setzt man einen Ka...
I was alone for the evening. Left to my own devices, as my mother termed it. They were going out for dinner with friends, and a late showing at the cinema, and then maybe drinks. I knew what that meant: midnight at the earliest. My little sister Fran was a few blocks away having a sleepover at a friend's. There was one of those small cheapo pizzas in the freezer, so I shoved it in the oven and declared it dinner. I was thinking about eating another slice, though maybe taking it into the den...
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We laughed."I need to make a list, so I can check things off," I said. "Don't say Jesus Christ again.""Okay," Evan said."Vanilla sex," I said holding up a finger."Oral sex," Jean-Luc said."We did that," I said.He stared at me. They all stared at me."What?"They continued to stare."Oh," I said."All six of the basic positions," Jean-Luc said."What?""Girl on girl sex," Evan said."What!?"I looked from Jean-Luc, to Evan, to Heather. She shrugged. "I'm not sure she needs that.""She needs that," both...
Marc wollte Widerstand leisten, aber ein kleiner Ruck von Petra am Halsband gen?gte, und schon musste Marc weiterstolpern, um nicht das Gleichgewicht zu verlieren. Die Zwangsjacke erlaubte nicht die geringste Gegenwehr; sie war ?hnlich wie ein Body, sa? aber durch die spezielle Konstruktion so gut, dass er den beiden Frauen v?llig ausgeliefert war. Oben in der K?che sah er auf dem K?chentisch einen Katalog. Marc sah genauer hin: das Titelbild zeigte einen offenbar gemalten Tr...
I felt like I was dying. Like I had the biggest ice cream brain-freeze headache, times 1,000, except better. Like the whole world was riding on our pleasure, our feelings, our joy.Then it exploded. A bar of peanut brittle shattered into a million, sharp, flying pieces.Then I could breathe better than ever before, although I'd never had a problem with that. The world was a safe, amazing, happy place.Thanks to Jean-Luc.I cuddled into him, my head on his chest. I chuckled."What?" he asked."I'm...
I wished I had casual clothes with me, but I didn't. We got dressed in record time. I took one last look around the hotel room."Jean-Luc, this was a really sweet thing to do for me," I said."Entirely self-serving," he said. "Come on."He drove fast. When we got to my neighborhood I was about to give him directions to my house when I realized he was driving me to Heather and Evan's. I had left my car there.He gave me a good-bye kiss."I'd like to go out with you again," he said. "I'll get your...
The first thing I noticed about Marcie when she came out to greet me was the way her breasts strained the soft fabric of her T-shirt. "I didn't think you were going to get here in time for lunch," she said as we hugged. It was obvious to me that she wasn't wearing a bra. "Where's the moat?" I asked as I looked around. The house reminded me of a castle. It was placed high on a knoll and we were able to see the town, looking miniature in the distance. "This was my grandparent's...