Jackpot
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"Hey Kid," Chuck Michaels called out from the other side of the seemingly endless row of slot machines, "you having a good time?"
Bobby Harrison turned in the direction of the familiar voice, giving a friendly wave in response to the inquiry before quickly disappearing down the row. The twenty-one year old really hated it when his co-workers called him "Kid", even though there was some truth to it since the majority of them were much older than him.
Once he was sure he was out of sight of his friend, Bobby turned his thoughts back to the matter at hand. His friendly wave to the contrary, he was having a lousy time. That was pretty hard to do considering he was on an all expenses paid trip to Atlantic City. But even so, he couldn't wait until the bus was headed back to New York tomorrow night.
These feelings hadn't been there a month ago when his boss had called him into his office and told him he'd been picked as one of the Employees of the Year for 1994. He'd been full of pride and excitement then, winning an award that only six others did, all of them with a lot more time at the firm.
That enthusiasm, however, had begun to fade a two weeks ago when he'd finally persuaded Caroline Kelly, one of his neighbors, to go along on the trip with him. He and the twenty-three year old brunette had gone out a few times, with mixed results. Their relationship had been friendly enough, but friendship seemed to be as far as she wanted to take it.
"I'd be happy to go with you," Caroline had said when Bobby had asked her to come along, "but I just want to make one thing real clear. If there aren't two beds in the hotel room, one of us is going to be sleeping on the couch."
Even with that disappointing precondition, Bobby was glad that she was going with him. Truth be told, his luck with the ladies wasn't all that great. He wasn't a virgin, thankfully. That was something he couldn't have dealt with only two months after his twenty-first birthday. Being the only single on the trip would've been too much to take, he'd thought.
Not that he ever shared it anyone else, but his two previous sexual experiences really hadn't added up to all that much. One had been with a professional, right after his eighteenth birthday. The guys on his first job had taken him out to a brothel one of them knew about as a belated gift. Bobby had been so drunk that he barely remembered losing his cherry.
The other occasion had been with Suzie Clancy, a girl his older brother had set him up with. It was pretty common belief among the guys in the neighborhood that a guy would have to be totally queer not to score with Suzie. Still, even with that in mind, Bobby spent most of their date worrying that he'd somehow be found wanting. In the end, Suzie hadn't disappointed him, but the brief incident in the back of his Dad's borrowed car was memorable only in that he actually remembered it.
What excitement that still remained for the trip to Atlantic City, faded even before the bus left the company's parking lot in Queens. He was just about to walk around the corner to pick up Caroline when she called and said that she couldn't go after all. Her supervisor at the hospital where she worked as a Nurse's Aide needed her to cancel the three days off she had taken and fill in for another Aide who had broken her leg. She was sorry of course, Caroline had said, but she couldn't turn down the request. Not with her quarterly review coming up, not to mention the promotion she was trying to get.
Bobby had lied and said that of course he understood. What he really was thinking was that it was too late for him to cancel his own place on the trip. Just before Caroline had called, he'd just gotten off the phone with Chuck to confirm that he and his wife were stopping by to pick up him and Caroline. Reluctantly, he put on his best face and climbed into the car alone when it pulled up in front of his house.
The two and a half-hour trip to the casino/hotel turned out to be not as bad as Bobby imagined it might be. No one made jokes about his suddenly going stag. In fact, two of the wives commented that he'd probably have more fun that way since the resort area was full of beautiful women and a cute guy like him wouldn't have any problem meeting someone to spend time with.
So many people had told Bobby that he was cute that he sometimes almost believed them. The dark haired young man stood five seven and weighed a hundred and forty-two pounds. He had a face that had changed little since his early teens, so much so that he was constantly being carded. His only real problem seemed to be an inability to overcome a sometimes almost incapacitating shyness around women. A shyness that hid his more attractive qualities.
The camaraderie Bobby enjoyed on the bus slowly faded over the next day and a half as the small group attended the scheduled company functions and got their awards. No one really acted any differently toward him, in fact, the Michaels and one of the other couples asked him to tag along when the last scheduled event was over. Bobby had politely declined because he never liked being a third, or in this case fifth wheel.
With the Employee Awards had come two hundred dollars for the honorees to gamble with. Not really understanding most of the games of chance, Bobby had most of it converted to coins and played the slot machines. It was as good a way as any to pass the time, he thought, at least better than sitting up in his room alone and watching cable television. For a while, he was even winning more than losing, but that soon changed. Eventually, he was down to his last silver dollar.
"Well at least it wasn't my money I was playing with," Bobby thought as he pocketed the last coin, deciding to keep it as a souvenir.
His play money now gone, Bobby decided that maybe catching a late movie on the tube might not be a bad end to the night after all. Leaving behind the slot machine he'd been playing, Bobby started to make his way to the bank of elevators outside the casino. He'd just about cleared the end of the row when he heard someone call out.
"Oh shit," a dark haired woman sitting at the oversized multi-coin slot machine cried out as she looked down at her near empty coin bucket. "I could've sworn that I had another dollar left."
Thinking at first that the woman in the blue dress had been talking to him, Bobby had stopped and looked at the machine she was playing. It was one of those Progressive Slots where you put in multiple coins, the payoff being a lot larger than the ordinary slots. Of course the odds were greater too. This machine in particular required ten silver dollars for a chance at the big prize, and the lady evidently only had nine.
"Damn, I promised my granddaughter that I'd play this for her before we headed home," the woman who Bobby now realized was talking to a blonde-haired woman who had been standing behind Bobby as he walked by. "You wouldn't happen to have a dollar left, would you Golda?"
"Sorry, Shirley," Golda said with a shrug, "they don't call these things one armed bandits for nothing. I'm totally tapped out. I guess you're just going to have to settle for second prize when you hit."
From the inflection in the second woman's voice, Bobby was pretty sure that Shirley hadn't ever come close to any prize on that machine, much less second, in all the times she'd played it. Still, he supposed it was making the attempt that mattered to the first woman, not if she actually won anything.
Without even thinking about it, which was of course was when he was at his best, Bobby reached into his pocket and pulled out his souvenir dollar. He took a step closer to the slot machine and caught the dark haired woman's attention as she put her first coin into the machine.
"Excuse me, Ma'am," he said as he held out the palm of his hand, the dollar in the center, as way of why he was interrupting her. "This probably means more to you than it ever would to me as a souvenir. I'd be happy if you'd use it."
"Why thank you, young man," Shirley said, her face lighting up in both surprise and gratitude. "It's nice to see that there are still knights in shining armor to come to a lady's rescue."
As Shirley took the coin from his hand, Bobby got a much better look at the older woman. Her hair was darker than his, but in an age of better living through chemistry, that didn't mean anything. If he had to guess, and he was notoriously bad at that, he'd say that she was about his mother's age,. Certainly she wasn't as old as his own grandmother, who was fifty-nine. It would come as a real shock to him to learn that she was in actuality a month short of her sixty-first birthday. A lifetime of taking care of herself had kept the worst effects of age at bay.
Turning around to face him had also given Bobby a better view of a quite impressive chest. She looked as big as Mrs. Turtledove who had lived next door when he was growing up. Once, on a dare, he had sneaked into her backyard and stolen a brassiere off the clothesline. He remembered examining it with his friends and reading the size off the little white tag. It had been a 38D.
Lost in that memory for a moment, Bobby totally missed the older woman's thank you as she smiled at him one last time before turning back to the machine. One by one, she dropped the coins into the machine, savoring the sound of each one dropping as an almost religious experience.
Glad that he had done something good for someone, Bobby turned and walked away, reaching the elevators before Shirley was even up to the fifth dollar. It was better, he thought, to remember how her face had lit up when he'd handed her that dollar than watching her disappointment when the machine came up empty once more.
"Sorry, the elevators are temporally out of service," one of the hotel workers told him as he reached for the closest call button. "One of the fire alarm bells went off on the third floor and everything has to be reset," he explained. "It shouldn't take more than a few minutes."
"What the hell," Bobby thought, deciding that maybe the movie wasn't a great idea after all. "maybe I'll just go for a walk down by the water."
He'd just turned in the opposite direction when some kind of commotion broke out behind him. A number of people ran past him to see what was going on, but he wasn't interested. He'd had enough of the noise of the casino for the night.
Ignoring the obvious excitement, he just about made it to the lobby door when a loud voice called out to him. He didn't recognize it, but the sheer volume of it made him come to a complete stop.
"Hold it right there, young man!" the booming voice cried out. "Don't you go one step further!"
Worried that he'd done something wrong, Bobby turned around and was surprised to see the woman from the slot machine barreling toward him. And barreling was indeed the word as the stocky five foot four woman looked loaded for bear.
"Did I do something wrong?" he stuttered, his awkwardness kicking in automatically.
"Wrong?" Shirley laughed as she came to a sudden stop just short of knocking him over. "Honey, you couldn't have done anything more right."
"Huh?"
"We won!" the buxom woman beamed. "We hit the jackpot!"
"We won?" Bobby repeated, still a little confused.
"Fifty thousand dollars," Shirley exclaimed, "and the way I see it, five thousand of that is yours."
"Oh wow!" Bobby said as understanding finally sunk in.
Two of the casino officials helped clear a path trough the crowd so that Shirley could talk to Bobby in a quieter setting. Once in the office, they cut two checks, one made out in his name for five thousand dollars, the other in Shirley's for the remainder of the prize. He still couldn't believe the older woman's generosity.
"We will also make available a line of credit for the both of you equal to your winnings if you'd care to continue to play," the well-dressed man who had produced the checks said and introduced himself as Mr. Rourke, his tone almost reflecting the hope that they'd go right out and lose what they'd won.
"It's been a real long day and to tell the truth, my friends and I were about to head home in a little while," Shirley offered, knowing exactly what he was trying to get her to do. "Our bus is heading back in about an hour in fact."
"If you wish," the gentleman continued, not willing to give up that easy and let her walk out with so much of the casino's money, "we would be happy to arrange a complimentary suite so that you could stay overnight, as well as make arrangements with your tour to have a place for you on tomorrow's bus."
Shirley briefly considered pointing out that if they really wanted to convince her, they'd arrange for a limousine to drive her back to New York. But she realized that it was their hope that she'd be leaving all of her winnings behind and would be happy for a place on the bus. She was hardly the innocent they took her for, but she saw some advantages to taking them up on at least part of their offer.
"What do you say, Kid," Shirley asked Bobby, turning her attention for the moment away from the Casino Manager, "Would you like to spend the night in a fancy suite?"
"Me?" Bobby replied, not evening noticing that she'd called him Kid.
"Sure, like I said before, I wouldn't have gotten any of this if it weren't for you."
"There are of course, two bedrooms in the suite," Mr. Rourke interjected, trying to make the idea seem more appealing to the younger man. The room cost the hotel nothing since it hadn't been rented for the weekend, and he was sure if they stayed so would their money by the time they were ready to leave.
Bobby thought about it for a few moments. The room the company had paid for was nice enough, but certainly nothing what a suite must be like. This might be the only time in his life that he'd be able to stay in one.
"I think that might be great," Bobby finally said.
"Excellent," Mr. Rourke said, "give me a few minutes to make the arrangements."
While he went off to do just that, Shirley stepped over to Bobby and stretched out her hand. "I don't think we've actually been introduced," she said with a smile. "I'm Shirley Klein."
"Bobby Harrison," he replied as he took her hand and returned the smile.
"So are you here with someone, Bobby," Shirley asked as she brought back her hand. "a young lady perhaps?"
"No, nothing like that," he replied, feeling a little of his awkwardness kicking in. "I was hoping I was going to be, but it didn't work out that way."
Seeing the puzzled look on Shirley's face, Bobby went on to explain that he was here with his company for the award dinner, and how his date canceled at the last minute.
"Well it was certainly her loss," Shirley smiled. "I can't imagine any young lady giving up the chance to spend time with a fine gentleman as yourself."
Bobby blushed with embarrassment at the remark.
"Well can I at least offer my congratulations for winning your award," Shirley said when she saw her reaction. "It's nice to see someone rewarded for their efforts."
"Thank you," came Bobby's reply.
"The room will ready in fifteen minutes," Mr. Rourke said as he returned from making a quick phone call. "Shall I have someone assist you in moving your things?"
"My things are what I have on," Shirley grinned, "this wasn't planned as an overnight trip."
Rourke's eyes turned to Bobby, silently asking the same question.
"I just have one bag," he replied. "I'll take care of it myself."
"Very well," the older man said as he handled each of them a key to the suite.
"I just have to go tell my girlfriend that I'm going to be staying the night," Shirley said to Bobby as she ran her fingers over the key, taking note of the room number. "What say you get your bag and meet me up there?"
"Okay," Bobby said, having totally forgotten for the moment the other woman that had been with Shirley at the slot machine. He wondered why she wasn't asking her to stay in the suite as well since as Mr. Rourke had said, there were two bedrooms. Well he concluded, that was her business.
Since he hadn't really unpacked his bag in the first place, it took only a few minutes to gather up his things from the bathroom. He wondered if he should call someone and let them know he was changing rooms, then decided not to. His boss had said, when the award ceremony ended, that they were on their own after that. All he asked was that they be at the bus when it was ready to leave. The traffic was going to be bad enough and he didn't want to get a late start. Locking the door behind him, he headed to the elevator and hit the button for the next to top floor.
The elevator doors opened to reveal only three rooms on the floor. Checking his key against the room number, Bobby turned to the one on his left and tried it. He opened the door halfway, then decided that he should make his presence known first.
"Hello?" he called out, waiting for an answer before opening the door the rest of the way.
"Come on in, Bobby," Shirley replied from inside. "I'm decent enough," she joked.
At least Bobby realized that it was a joke when he hesitantly stepped into the suite and saw Shirley standing in the center of it, dressed just as he'd left her a little while before.
"Pretty impressive, isn't it?" She said with a wave of her hand as she indicated where he could put down his bag.
Impressive wasn't the word. As she gave him a quick tour of the room she had only arrived at ten minutes before, Bobby found that the second bedroom, normally used for a personal maid, was as large as the room he'd just vacated. The entire suite, consisting of a living room, two bedrooms and an oversized bath was larger than the apartment he'd grown up in.
"And look what they were nice enough to send up for us," Shirley added as Bobby emerged from the second bedroom.
Sitting on the table of the living room was a basket filled with cheese and crackers along with a bottle of champagne set in ice. Shirley cracked open the bottle and poured them each a glass.
"You are old enough to drink, aren't you?" she asked, taking note of his more than youthful features.
"I'm twenty-one," he replied.
"I thought you were that old at least, seeing as you were in the casino," Shirley said as she handed him one of the glasses, "but I just wanted to be sure. I'd hate to be accused of corrupting the morals of a minor." She laughed.
Bobby had only had champagne once before, at his brother's wedding. He remembered it as having made him feel light-headed and this bottle proved to be no exception. He drained the glass and had it almost immediately refilled by Shirley.
"This place is even more impressive than the place I spent my honeymoon in," Shirley commented after refilling her own glass and putting the bottle back in the iced bucket, "but that was many years ago."
It hadn't occurred to Bobby that there might be a Mr. Klein. Putting his half empty glass down so that he didn't drain it as quickly as the first, he asked if her husband had stayed at home.
"You could sort of say that," Shirley said, taking another large sip of her drink, then alternating it with a piece of cheese on a cracker. "Morty passed away a long time ago."
"You never remarried?" Bobby asked as he followed her example, thinking that his own grandmother had done just that, and her husband had only died five years ago.
"I already had my children, and I really never found someone I loved as much as Morty," she explained.
"I can't imagine spending my life alone," Bobby noted, taking more of the champagne as she topped off his glass once more.
"I never said I was alone."
Before he could ask what exactly that meant, Shirley changed the subject.
"This girl that was supposed to come with you, she your girlfriend?"
"No, not really," Bobby admitted. "She's just a friend."
"But you'd like her to be more than that?"
"Sometimes yes, sometimes no."
"Have you ever had a girlfriend?"
"I guess that depends on how you define girlfriend," Bobby said, the alcohol having enough of an effect on him that he spoke more freely than he normally would.
"Someone you sleep with might be one definition," Shirley suggested, watching for the young man's reaction.
"No girlfriend then," he said, a strong sense of regret in his voice.
"Then you're a..." Shirley started to ask.
"No, I'm not," he replied before she could even say the word.
"There wouldn't be anything wrong with it if you were," Shirley said with reassurance in her voice. "I was just curious, that's all."
Reaching for another snack, Bobby hadn't even realized that his glass had been refilled once more. He just picked it up and drained more than half of it without thinking.
"Are you tired?" Shirley asked.
"Actually no," he answered, almost surprised at his answer since he'd been up all day.
"Me neither," Shirley said, "I guess it must be the excitement of winning and all."
Bobby just nodded his head in agreement.
"What say we see what's on the TV?" Shirley said as, without waiting for an answer, she picked up the remote and began surfing through the channels.
As different stations appeared and disappeared on the large thirty-two inch screen, Bobby noted that the television up here had a lot more options than the one down in his own room. In addition to the single HBO and a few other premium channels, this television also seemed to have the pay for view channels also unlocked.
"Oh my, this is interesting," he heard Shirley say as his attention drifted from the screen to reach for another piece of cheese. Looking back at the screen, he almost swallowed the small cube whole.
Evidently, even the porn channel was free to guests lucky enough to be staying in one of the expensive suites. There, on the screen, was a large breasted blonde going down on a dark haired man. At the same time, another man, this one with blond hair and a beard, was entering her from behind. Not exactly the kind of must see TV he was used to at home.
Silently they watched the movie for another half minute or so, Shirley watching Bobby's reaction out of the corner of her eye. Finally, she asked him if the movie bothered him.
"I know that not everyone has a taste for this sort of thing," she clarified her question.
"No, it doesn't bother me," he haltingly replied, "not unless it bothers you."
"Why would it bother me," she asked with a grin. "Is there some kind of rule that a woman can't enjoy erotica, or is it that you think I'm too old?"
"I don't think you're too old," Bobby replied, not knowing what else to say.
"Really?" Shirley said, genuine surprise in her voice. "How old do you think I am?"
"I'm really not good at guessing someone's age," Bobby offered.
"Oh go on," Shirley encouraged him. "I won't be offended if you get it wrong."
Bobby had no idea what to guess. He remembered thinking earlier that Shirley was probably around his mother's age so he decided to guess that. Then he decided to shave off a year or two just to be sure he didn't offend her.
"Err ... Forty?" he said.
"You're kidding, right?" Shirley asked in disbelief.
"I didn't mean to offend you," he quickly apologized as a worried look appeared on his face. "I told you I wasn't any good at it."
"Offended... ?" Shirley said as she burst out laughing. "Honey, I haven't felt this flattered in years."
Bobby let out a loud sigh of relief.
"I haven't seen forty since you were in diapers," Shirley added.
Now it was Bobby's face that filled with disbelief.
"I'm going to be sixty-one next month," she concluded.
"Would you like another drink?" Shirley asked an obviously stunned Bobby.
"I think that maybe I've had too many already," came his reply.
He sat there for a few moments, then asked if it would be okay if he turned off the television. Suddenly, he felt very uncomfortable watching porn with a woman older than his grandmother.
"Is there something wrong?" Shirley asked as she took note of his sudden change in demeanor.
"I just feel kind of funny," Bobby offered.
"Because I'm older than you thought I was?"
"I guess so," he replied meekly.
"Why is it suddenly any different?" Shirley asked. "We're still the same people we were five minutes ago."
"It just seems different, that's all," Bobby said.
"Why?"
Bobby didn't answer, but it was obvious that he was now embarrassed about something.
"Was it because of what was on the television?"
"Sort of."
Shirley thought about it for a few moments, then had a sudden revelation.
"Bobby, did you think I was trying to seduce you?" she asked.
Again he remained silent, but the look on his face told her she had guessed right.
"Oh my," Shirley said on realizing she'd guessed right. "Now I'm the one who's embarrassed."
Bobby finally looked up at her and sort of smiled.
"Bobby, I swear, trying to seduce you was the furthest thing from my mind when I asked you up here," she said, then paused a few seconds, "At least I think it was."
Now she had the young man's full attention.
"I don't know, maybe subconsciously, I was trying a little," she confessed. "I mean it's not like I've never seduced a man before. I just usually know I'm doing it."
Again she paused for a few seconds, then asked, "Were you hoping I was going to seduce you?"
Silence again gave her an answer.
"But now that you know how old I am, you've changed your mind. Is that it? Now everything is different."
This time she waited for an answer, letting him know that silence was no longer an option.
"I guess it shouldn't be, but I don't know," he finally said.
"Have I grown less attractive to you in the last few minutes?"
"No."
"But now that I'm such an old lady, the thought of sleeping with me is repulsive," she said, moving closer to him, "is that it?"
Shirley took a deep breath, both to give him time to answer and to give herself of moment to think. Had she really, if only subconsciously, been planning to seduce this young man? Even at sixty, finding bed partners was hardly a problem, so why had this boy, because that's all he really was, interest her so?
Before she answer that question for herself, Bobby expressed the thought that maybe it might be a good idea if he left.
"If that's what you really want, then fine," Shirley said, "but be sure that you're leaving because this isn't something that you want, not because of some silly hang up about age or what people might say if they knew."
She gave him a second or two to digest that, then added, "Do you know what they call a sixty year old man who has a twenty-one year old woman in his bed?"
Bobby didn't have time to even guess before she answered for him.
"Lucky, that's what."
That single word told her that she'd made up her own mind, now it was just a matter of having Bobby make up his. Still, nothing said she couldn't nudge him in the right direction.
Stepping next to Bobby, who was on the far edge of the armless couch, Shirley placed her hand on the back of his neck and rubbed softly. She continued for a long minute then, feeling no objection, lifted her left leg and draped it across Booby's right one. He ran his hand up and down her stocking-covered calf, slowly moving up to her thigh. Looking up at her, his face now filled with a smile.
"I guess you've made up your mind," Shirley thought but didn't say. At this point, she was sure any words would break the mood.
She lifted her leg higher, placing the flat of her shoeless foot on his leg, inviting him to explore even higher. Never having had a steady girlfriend, Shirley was willing to bet that whatever sexual experience Bobby had, it had been limited to short, rushed encounters. What a boy his age really needed was someone willing to take the time to let him explore, to delve into the mysteries of the female body.
That thought had also answered her own question as to why this boy interested her so. Despite over three decades of sexual adventures, that was something she had never done. All of her lovers along the way, with the exception of Morty, had been experienced. In his case, she had known even less than he did. The idea of educating this young man excited her as few things had done for a long, long time.
A spark flashed between her legs as she felt Bobby's hand brush across her already damp panties. His fingers rested there for a moment, feeling the wetness. She flashed him a warm smile, letting him know that he could do whatever he wanted.
Bobby slid his hand back from under her dress, working his way back down Shirley's leg. The older woman turned around and sat on his lap, pressing the cheeks of her ass against his excited cock. Back and forth she moved, inviting him to explore the rest of her body.
An invitation Bobby eagerly accepted as his hand reached up and cupped her breasts, even as Shirley leaned back to meet his lips with her own. Her kiss was soft, yet full of fire. A passionate touch that Bobby had little to compare it to.
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After years of sexual fantasies, his wishes finally cum true. I’ve been dating a gorgeous brunette for about six years now. Her name is Robin and she is very sexy, has a great figure and a super personality. We get along great and we really accent each others personalities. I am deeply in love with this woman as we both near the age of forty. Robin is about five feet six inches tall, long jet black hair wavy hair down to the middle of her back, gorgeous steel blue eyes and she has a body to...
“I do,” I said nervously as the entire room watched me. Time seemed to freeze for a few moments as we both stood there at the altar. I gazed into Kyle’s eyes, as always, they were big and beautiful. I had always had a thing for baby blues and even now they had me mesmerised. His short, spiky brown hair went well with his suit and slim physique. He was my perfect man and I felt like the luckiest woman on Earth as we stood there in front of our family and friends. “I now pronounce you husband...
Love StoriesI hadn't seen or heard from Annabelle for about two weeks. It was late on a Saturday afternoon that she and her husband walked past my home again. This time they didn't stop, and he completely avoided eye contact. But Annabelle, who was walking behind him, stared longingly. I raised my water bottle as if to toast her and watched as her nipples hardened through her skin-tight top. As she reached the end of my fence line, Annabelle mouthed, "Two hours."I assumed that meant that we'd be doing...
OutdoorThis is one of many stories written by me for a friend.She enjoyed them very much and i hope you do too!xComments and feedback very welcome The weather was cold and it was already dark when Alice left work so she quickly turned up the heat in her car and lit a cigarette as she pulled out of the car park. It had been a long week, Alice was tired n looking forward to a bath and some dinner as she drove home so when her car started playing up her heart sank. Just as she feared about halfway home...
My name is June and I’m a registered nurse. I was working at the hospital for a couple of years, but then have gone into private nursing. The money is a little better. I care for a few different patients. Most of the time, it’s just helping the patients take their medicine or giving them injections.I have a few patients that I care for in their private homes. My favorite patient is a man name George. He’s just so sweet and caring. His family lives out of state. His daughter had called the...
OccupationsJohn and his wife, Gladys, had a son they loved and cared for very much. Phil rarely gave his parents any trouble. Phil was now eighteen and was preparing to enroll as a freshman in college. One evening, John was walking down the hall at home and saw Phil’s door was not quite shut. He saw Phil in his room with a friend. The had Phil’s cock in his mouth.John stormed in to say, “What are you two doing? Get out of here and leave Phil alone”“Phil, I can’t believe you are doing this. Don’t you like...
Procurement Michael knew he needed a change for quite some time. His job of many years had become tedious, the people in his life had grown annoying, and his town in general was fast becoming a rundown slum. The security of his job was the only thing keeping the man glued down, so when his pink slip arrived one afternoon, he knew it was time. After seven years of toil, he decided to take his severance and start somewhere new; he was moving to the city. Three weeks later, he found...
Brenda would usually have us go to bed around 9pm and she would go to her room and pass out in front of the TV in there. I slept on the couch when I was with them. One night after everyone had gone to bed I was laying on the couch playing with my pussy under the blanket (I played with myself a lot growing up). Around 10pm I heard someone come in to the living room, I pulled my hands out of my panties and I kept my eyes closed so I didn't get in trouble for being awake. Whoever it was kneeled...
"Is the kettle on?" Hope almost squeaked, poking her head through the kitchen door. Shawna smirked and nodded, walking slowly out into the sitting area with a big, bowl-shaped cup of tea clutched in both hands. "This isn't going to work, you know." She pointed out, as Hope scurried about, realigning cushions that hadn't been out of place. "You think they were better all on the sofa?" Hope didn't look away from her work. "I didn't mean the cushions, I meant this thing with Marcus...
During my junior year at Harvard I had the good fortune of living in a co-ed dorm, and the great fortune of having my girlfriend, a beautiful brunette, living just down the hall. One night, after a South House party, Jess and I retired to her room where we started making out. Maybe it was the wine, but Jess had a lascivious gleam in her eye as she broke the kiss and got up off the bed to stand in front of me. "So what would you like me to do tonight?" she asked. "Well, you could start by...
Codey Steele and his stepsis Talia Hanson are having some stepsibling bonding time watching a scary movie. Codey handles the jump scares better than Talia does. As the movie goes on, Talia inches closer and closer to Codey’s strong presence. She grabs his hand, then later falls into his lap to hide her face between his legs. Codey has always known his stepsister is hot, but having her face down on his dick gives him an instant boner. When Talia notices, she freaks out and storms out of...
xmoviesforyouI’d finished my night shift early. I’d gone in early and knocked off early. So there I was heading up the M62, I needed to be in Leeds before eight, seven thirty would be ideal. I was off to visit Ali. After Scotland I needed to see her again. We had gone away as friends, by the middle of the first week we had ended up in bed together. Turns out Ali was a wild girl when she wanted to be. I’d known her since she was eleven, which I guess sound bad but I was f******n when I met her and it was r...
The back of the stretch limousine was filled with a thick, pungent could of marijuana smoke, a cloud so dense the passengers could barely see from one end to the other. All five members of Intemperance were back there as well as Janice Boxer, their publicity manager, and Steve Crow, the man identified as the producer of The Thrill Of Doing Business album and all the songs featured on it. There were two fat joints going around, the band members smoking them with enthusiasm, the two management...
“One of these days, I’ll have my chance to get back at you!” Natalie yelled towards Jesse. Her index finger shook immensely in his direction. She was trying to look mad but started to laugh, she couldn’t seem to keep a straight face with him no matter what he did.Secretly, Natalie had a crush on him, she had for years! Growing up with Jesse had surely taken its toll on her heart, especially when he would date other girls. She couldn’t admit it to him, but there was a hint of jealousy that...
Straight SexSandi woke up cradled in her girl friend's arms, floating in the frothing steamy water of the Jacuzzi. Never in her life had she had felt so satisfied, so fulfilled, so complete. Or so decadent. She floated languorously in her post-orgasmic haze as Karin gently stroked her striped breasts with soft hands, whispering in her ear the endearing terms Karin had herself heard from her mysterious John. It seemed so long ago now, yet in her mind, the words and the memories were as fresh as...
Things had gone smoothly over the past two months. Although he had been here longer than he had anticipated, Michael was pleased at how well the human colonists were settling in. This had been helped in no small part by Ariarisha's enthusiastic help with the human children. When she had gone to see the humans for the first time, Aria was ecstatic. It had taken all of her self control to sit still when Doctor Winston asked to examine her. He was quite amazed when his tests confirmed that Aria...
We had been chatting online for a while when it was clear that we needed to meet each other. The attraction was mutual and the comfort level was high. So we made arrangements to meet, each of us had the day free. That morning I got ready and took off, it was about a 90-minute drive and I thought about how I would react when I saw her in person and what she would do. I arrived at the designated place to meet her, a food store parking lot, and drove around looking for her. I spotted what I...
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Tuesday morning when the alarm went off, Kay reached across me to turn it off. "I could grow to hate that thing, Rob. Why does it have to be so loud and discordant?" "Because if it's soft and gentle, I smile and enjoy the sounds while sleeping through its attempts to roust me. That's not conducive to me getting any work done." "Why, oh why does the work day have to start so early?" "Trust me darling, this is not early but you should know that. What time does your father get...
Back in '07 I was fucking this chick named Diane. She was the first chick that let me blow my load inside of her. This chick in Florida wanted me to do the same thing, but I sent it down her throat instead.Anyways, I had her over at the place where I had Snaggle Tooth, and it was a nice summer eve. She came over with a 12 pack and after we finished most of them, it was post time. Sadly, she wouldn't suck my cock in fear that i would send my load into her belly. She even threatened me and this...
Jane sat at her desk staring out the window while the rain poured down outside. It didn’t matter what the weather was like outside today because today was the day she would finally be free. In just a few short hours, her life would start over. At last! She opened the top drawer of the desk and fished out an envelope. Carefully Jane removed the paperclip that held the contents in place and slid the photograph out of its hiding place, the picture that had changed her life. Jane gazed at the...
Tavia was sucking Princess Venetia’s clitoris avidly... and was rewarded by the ecstatic wriggles her lips produced. It was lovely to be able to please her divine Mistress. “Oh darling... d-darling... yes ...oh yes... sighed Venetia happily. The two women were in the luxurious cabin below the poop deck. Both were naked on a large bed, Venetia with her thighs drawn up and parted, Tavia’s auburn head between them. There was one slave in attendance, a young male who wore the customary tight...
I'm Jim. I'm a pretty average guy, 19 years old, but pretty thin, and short at 5'8". I have kinda long hair and I've been teased and harassed at school before for looking like a girl. "Jim... JIM! Could you please pay attention and stop daydreaming?" "Sorry Mrs. Ferguson, I will." Mrs. Ferguson sighed, "Well class is about over anyway. Please see me before you leave." "Just great," I thought... "The school year is just starting and I'm already getting into trouble." After the...
Kieran Logan leant back in his chair, satisfied that he had finished marking his Year 11 Chemistry tests. Finally, he sighed to himself, just twenty minutes until... He grinned at the thought of the school bell - and his after school activities. It had been an uneventful day at his work, with piles of correction in his free classes, and immature Year 8s in his teaching periods. To make the day just a little more tiresome, a fellow teacher had decided to make her move at morning tea. She was...
TabooThe grass was hot, and the blanket tickled his bottom as he sat down, but he hardly noticed it. She stood in front of him at arm's length, looking down at his erect penis, then she knelt in front of him with her hands behind his head. Staring into his eyes. Tony ran his hands slowly up and down the soft skin of her waist, and then pulled her towards him, to kiss her breast. He kissed the soft skin around her erect nipples, and then began gently sucking. She pulled his head to her breast, and...
Norma and her husband got in another fight as he was leaving for work. The fights were becoming more frequent. Every few days something would set him off and she would be the object of his disgust. This morning it was the house and her appearance. Though she spent hours cleaning the house, it was never clean enough for him. It was not like she did not work. She was a nurse. Three days on dealing with doctors who thought they were gods and patients who thought nurses were their personal...
Gina woke as the sun shone through the crack in her drapes. As she lay there her thoughts drifted back to last night and her date with Rick. They had had a lovely evening where they had talked and laughed after which he had dropped her at her front door, kissed her gently on the lips and watched as she walked in and closed it behind her. The thought gave her butterflies in her stomach and she smiled to herself. She hadn’t felt like this for a long time and she was glad that Rick was taking it...
Erin let her hand roam over Vanna’s tight ass as the two lesbian lovers kissed passionately underneath the stinging rays of their morning shower!!! The two women couldn’t have been more different, with Erin tall and lean with almost a dancer’s body, perfect 36B cup breasts and short blonde hair that framed her beautiful face, while Vanna was much shorter, and not quite fat, she certainly was on the chubby side with her 38DD breasts and wide plump bottom coupled with a nice round tummy that...
I first met Dee in 2002 at the side of the M90 not far from where I stayed. It was a typical working day for me in that I had risen early went to work in Edinburgh and at 2pm I was heading back over the Forth Road Bridge when my car went boom. It had just been for a service and MOT 4 days previously and this looked critical. Blue smoke from the rear of the car oil all over the windscreen engine bay and on the carriagway. The car limped in to the layby just in to the Fife side of the bridge. I...
“I’ve got to say,” Gary said as they approached the Zssizliq vessel. “All this sneaking around is akin to a young maiden climbing out her window to meet her paramour in a tale as old as Shakespeare.” “Except, the young maidens weren’t put to death when caught sneaking back into the house,” Al cautioned. “What we’re doing is a bit more serious. This act is clearly treasonous. Still, it’s our only hope for saving ourselves and resolving this never-ending war the Tandorians are trapped in. It’s...
Annette looked at the beautiful blond man standing in the corner. He had on a tight navy shirt and leather pants, and had a smoldering look in his blue eyes. She was mesmerized, and even though he was a fleeting image of a man in a fetish club she felt almost gravitated towards him. She looked over to see what her friend was doing and she could see Blair talking with some guys she was friends with and flirting with them as well. Annette was nervous, but she decided to take the chance and walk...
Walking in my front door and setting the bag containing two bottles of Alcohol on the floor, heaving a sigh of relief as I took off my shoes, I need this today. I'd spent the last few hours, before me and my cousin went and got the liquor, cleaning so there were no drunken mishaps. I peered around my living room to make sure everything was in order, confident it didn't have any trip hazards, I picked up the bag and walked through the living room past the coffee table and into the dining room. I...
Group SexMia Marlowe was walking home from work. The twenty year old woman had a book in her hand, reading it intently and barely paying attention to her surroundings. She had walked through the long woods that seperated her home from the coffee shop she worked at many times and had only ever tripped once. Her black hair was cut in a short bob, held out of her face with a headband. She was reading a biography on H.P. Lovecraft, her favorite author, with her green eyes, only occasionally having to push...
FantasyAs you know if you read Carl's report on his week naked in school, when he met my parents he carried the day, or evening, as the case may be, winning over daddy, and charming mom. The only surprise was the way mom punctured daddy's hypocrisy by reminding of his own libidinous (don't you just love that word?) response to their teen-age skinny dipping. I'd known, of course, that they'd been childhood sweethearts. They'd grown up in a rural area, on neighboring farms, and we still visit...
"Come with me, Kiki," and be quick about it." "Yes, ma'am," the shy eighteen year old japanese girl replied softly. Melinda Clanton opened the door of her chauffeur driven Lincoln and waited impatiently for the young Asian to climb inside. Once on their way Melinda scolded, "You seem to be preoccupied, dear, let's not make it a habit." "I'm sorry, ma'am," Kiki replied, "I guess I'm just a little nervous, that's all." "Howard, stop the car!!!" she snapped to her driver. Once stopped Melinda...
InterracialThe fourth woman from the past was Sheila McLean, the desiccated minister's luscious widow. She stepped right in front of me on the street, her head down and her hand out, "Spare a shilling, sir?" she said with a quaver. There was something familiar about her. As I dug in my purse she looked up at me with dark, bloodshot eyes, and my cock jumped in recognition. "I know you," I told her, searching my memory. "There was a fire. Who are you?" She twisted away and started to run but her...
Derek, my mother’s new boyfriend, was a pervy old man. After Mum split with my dad, her financial situation became precarious. Dad was always the breadwinner of the household. Once he left, Mum was in dire straits. Problem was, she was a materialistic woman, always wanting something for nothing and expecting the best of everything. So she was determined to maintain her affluent lifestyle, even after Dad had gone.It took a few months but she finally snagged a guy with lots of money. Problem was,...
TabooHaving you meet with me and service me in the park? Sure, why not. This is a nice bit about you being a slut. Since you are.
Gay MaleThe LandladyBy ManndeePart 1I had been lodging at the address for 7 months now. When I first saw the advert, it made me smile because the lady advertising the room seemed to be so eager to have a lodger. You could see it in her photo. It was not my first choice when I looked through the properties that were available online, but it was the cheapest, and funnily enough, it looked the nicest.When I went around the house to view it, the landlady was really sweet. She was quite tall, in her early...
I moved my hand faster on both lunds and just after few minutes husband discharged .Now my son was ready for action. Without instruction, he pushed me down , rode over me in 69 position. I took his lund in my mouth and he sucked, kissed and ate my cunt. Husband was watching and it itself was a best stimulous for me.Son sucked petals, and clit for few minutes and like in hall inserted three fingers in my cunt. I was sucking his lund and holding balls in my hand, husband put his mouth on my...
IncestI finally managed to write the next part about the three Chines sisters. Somebody complimenting about the previous parts was all it took.All three looked at Re as she entered the room. Xiao and Wei with a surprised look on their face because she had slipped into a bathrobe. something they probably hadn't seen her do in a long time. Seeing her reaction when she noticed me told me she would come back down like this. It only confirmed my suspicion about who Re was. On what site I had met and...
Hi friends this is not fiction its just happened in my life. I am going to tell u what ever happened with me and my mother. Modata maa family gurinchi chebuthanu naa peru rajendra vayasu 20 samvstararu ,maa nanna peru Krishna murthy vayasu 48 and maa amma peru vishalakshi vayasu 40 samvstharalu tana saizulu 38 35 40 ,tellaga chuddaniki andanga untundi. Maa ammanu gatha nalugellaga denguthunnanu ante na age 16 nunchi annamata , adi ela modalaindi ante naku chinnappuduninchi bralu ante yedo oka...
As the days and weeks continued to pass I grew more accustomed to rural life. This was the way life was going to be from now on. So much slower than what I was used to , but so much nicer. The people I began to meet were so incredibly friendly. When Michael and I would go out and meet people in the stores they were always so cordial. One day while I was out working in the yard , I was approached by a woman who was walking down the gravel road. I put the small branches down that I just picked...
Amy Treadwell sighed relief as she closed her apartment door behind her. It had been a long day at the doctor’s office where she worked as a nurse. This had been one of those days with just too much trauma and drama and she was exhausted, and looking forward to a glass of wine and a soak in the tub. She almost didn’t notice the blinking red light on her answering machine. She kept her land line strictly for business calls. Amy was a nurse by day, but an escort by night and it was much more...
Oral SexDoes this make me a Cuckold? I have always been a premature ejaculator. Following my recent arrangement with my buddy, Tom, and my wife, Susan, to fuck in my presence, I wondered if I was now considered a “cuckholded” husband. I suspected such, and I felt slightly less of a man after their one-time arranged coupling, but Susan and I got along even better now than before. In the beginning, we had both just joked about my quick climax and agreed it was just my passion for her. Our early sex had...
I finally understood why he was keeping me aroused when the doorbell rang. I was all set to ignore it. But I saw the look on his face and it was instantly obvious he’s expecting someone. He must have invited a friend over. I flashed back to all the times he made me do things with other men on the bus and how hot it made me. I’m more than a little uncomfortable that he’s inviting his friends to my house. But I’m not nearly as upset as I should have been. Cory pushed me out of his lap and...
"So, do you ever masturbate?" Emily asked me like she was asking me about the weather. "Oh my god, Emily!" I laughed. These late night convos were when we talked about anything and everything. "Yes, I do of course." I was super self conscious, but I knew I could be honest with her. "Doesn't everyone?" I added to reduce the sting of the confession. "I certainly do," she grinned as she answered. "Have you ever used a toy?" I couldn't believe where this was going, but I was starting to feel a...