MICHELE S NEW LIFE CHAPTER 21A
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Aboard the WSS Nebraska, Mars orbit
September 11, 2146
Major Wilde was once again observing the final flight briefing less than two hours from the scheduled launch time. Admiral Haybecker was explaining to the AA-71 pilots and gunners for the tenth time that no matter what else they blew up in or around New Pittsburgh on the coming strike they were not to touch so much as a hair on the head of the Alexander Industries ammunition plant.
"That plant is a vital part of the WestHem military supply apparatus and its destruction or damage would be catastrophic for us after we liberate this planet."
None of the flight crews questioned this reversal of their previous orders. They hadn't questioned it even when they'd been advised for the first time that the plant was now off limits. They were too used to abrupt and contradictory changes in their orders by this point. Most, in fact, were starting to wonder if they were ever going to go anywhere or blow anything up.
The scrubbing of the Alexander Industries plant from the frag list had come six hours before, this time not as an order from the Executive Council (although they had not opposed the order) but as an order from Admiral Wesley Brooke, supreme commander of the WestHem navy and, by default, supreme commander of the WestHem marines as well since the marines were technically part of the navy. The official reason for the scrub was the bullshit Haybecker had just spouted about the plant being vital to the military supply apparatus. Though the plant was important it was certainly not vital since there were other Alexander Industries plants on Earth that were capable of picking up the slack — those other plants had, in fact, supplied all of the shells and bullets for Operation Martian Hammer to this point since, of course, their Martian plant was now in Martian hands. No, the real reason had to be more political interference from lobbyists, accountants, and, undoubtedly, Robert Allen Trump II, Alexander Industries' CEO. Though he wasn't powerful enough to directly threaten the Executive Council as the other CEOs had, he did hold most of the joint chiefs of staff and WestHem's top military commanders in his pocket since his corporation was the only one capable of supplying all of the bullets, bombs, and shells the army, navy, and marines required in the numbers that they required. And Trump would want his New Pittsburgh plant to be still standing and operational once the marines liberated that city. If it were operational then it could produce the ordinance needed for the liberation of the rest of Mars without having to worry about shipping it across the solar system. Another military decision made in the name of politics and profit margins.
I should just go join the damn greenies, Wilde thought sourly as Haybecker told his crews that two of the New Pittsburgh rail junctions had been scrubbed as well. This, though he didn't mention it, was because they were within ten kilometers of the Alexander Industries plant and he didn't want to risk that a stray laser shot would accidentally hit it.
Wilde's PC began to buzz. He sighed, completely unsurprised. Neither, apparently, were the pilots or their commanders. The briefing came to a halt as they saw him pull it out and flip it open. Everyone in the room stared in his direction.
"Yes, General?" Wilde said. "Has there been another change in plans?"
"Why yes," Browning replied. "How did you know?"
"It just came to me," Wilde said.
"I see," Browning said, looking a little confused. He seemed to shrug it off after a moment. "Anyway, there has been another minor adjustment to the attack plan. Come to my office right away so I can brief you on it and you can start preparing a new press release for me."
"Are we standing down the space launches again?" Wilde asked.
"I would rather discuss that in person, Major. We'll go over it when you get to my office."
"Sir, I've got more than two hundred flight crews in here receiving their final briefing. Should Admiral Haybecker continue this briefing or will the crews need to stand down for a new frag list again?"
Browning pouted a little but answered the question. "They'll be stood down," he said. "The target list will need to be modified again."
The groan of disgust started near Wilde, by those flight crewmen who could hear his conversation. Within a few seconds it spread throughout the entire room, occasionally interspersed with some rather colorful profanity. Wilde simply muttered a "yes sir" and flipped his PC shut.
"We're standing down?" Haybecker asked him.
"Yes, sir," Wilde told him. "I'll go see what's been modified this time."
"What's been fucked up you mean," one of the nearer crewmen said.
"Yeah," Wilde agreed. "That about sums it up."
He left the briefing room a moment later, mumbling to himself about joining the fucking greenies again. At least they let their military leaders make the goddamn military decisions.
"Okay," he said when he entered Browning's office. "What kind of atrocity did the suits in Denver lay on us this time?"
Browning was not amused. "You're getting awfully mouthy with me lately, Wilde," he said. "I'll thank you to remember some semblance of military courtesy when addressing me. I am your commanding general after all."
"Forgive me, sir," Wilde said without the slightest trace of sincerity. "So tell me, sir, what are the good folks back in Denver requesting we modify now?"
Browning continued to glare at him for a few moments and then mellowed. "Well," he said, "it seems that Steve Carlson, CEO of AgriCorp, was a bit upset when we changed our targeted city from Eden to New Pittsburgh."
"Oh no," Wilde said, shaking his head and looking up at the ceiling.
"Well you can certainly understand his position, can't you?" Browning asked. "More than thirty percent of AgriCorp's crops are grown in Eden and more than forty percent of their prepared food products are manufactured and packaged in Eden. The price of AgriCorp stock has fallen by more than a third since the greenies seized Mars and there are people going hungry in WestHem because AgriCorp can't get their food there anymore. It's vital that we get those assets and that production and shipping capability back in Carlson's hands. It's for the good of all WestHem."
"Of course it is," Wilde said. "So we're shifting the focus of our attack back to Eden then?"
"Well... yes and no."
Wilde chewed his upper lip a few times. "What exactly does that mean, General?"
"The Standard Steel and Corrigan Industries point of view is quite valid as well. The ability to re-take a large portion of our mining and manufacturing base — as well as capturing the terrorist leaders — is deemed to be too important to disregard."
"So which city are we going to take?" Wilde asked.
"Both," Browning said with a smirk.
Wilde had thought they couldn't screw up his plan any further than they'd already screwed it. He was wrong about that it seemed. "Both?" he asked. "You mean divide up our forces and make two separate landings?"
"Yes," Browning said. "It's a stroke of genius really. I'm surprised you didn't think of this initially."
Wilde knew that the decision was already made, that his pleas and angry outbursts would not change anything. But he had to try! "General," he said, "that is not a brilliant idea. It's a very unwise idea."
"What's wrong with it? I suggested this compromise myself and the Executive Council heartily agreed with it."
"Well... instead of an eight to one advantage against a single city we'll have two four to one advantages. That negates the overwhelming numerical superiority that made my initial plan a sure success."
"So?" Browning said with a shrug. "It's still a four to one advantage on each front. Have you forgotten that it only takes a three to one advantage to overtake a position?"
"That's not an absolute, sir. It's only a guideline and it only applies to equally matched and equipped forces with all things being equal. Just because you have a three to one advantage or a four to one advantage doesn't mean you will take your objective. We started out with an almost four to one advantage on the first stage at all fronts, remember? And look what happened there."
"That was because of that incompetent boob Wrath," Browning scoffed. "Now those four to one ratios will be under my command and you can bet that little leaf on your shoulder I will plan this campaign to win and we will sweep into those cities quickly and painlessly."
Jesus, thought Wilde, he's spouting off to me like he's talking to the press. He really believes that just because he says it it's true. God help us. "Sir," he said, "the only way we're going to sweep into anything down there is by maintaining the highest attack to defender ratio as possible. The Martians have air superiority and have denied us the use of our artillery guns. Our companies, platoons, and squads are disjointed from the first phase, with poor morale, inexperienced leaders, and lots of green troops who used to be cooks and maintenance men and computer programmers — guys who haven't held a gun since basic training. The Martians we'll be facing are now battle-hardened veterans with high morale and a lot to fight for. With the situation as it is the only way we're sure to take our objective is with that eight to one ratio. With four to one... well... things aren't all that certain anymore. There's a good chance we could be repelled again on one or both fronts."
"Look, Wilde," Browning said condescendingly, "I know it's your job to try to anticipate the worse that can happen and to be conservative in your military recommendations but I think you're carrying that a bit too far here — almost to the point of being overdramatic. Give us some credit here. We know the mistakes that were made by General Wrath. We know how the greenies fight now. Between the two of us we should be able to come up with a lightening-fast landing ship to city campaign that will take the targets with minimal casualties."
"We can come up with a plan, yes," Wilde said, "but as for a plan that guarantees success in our objectives..." He shook his head. "No, we can't do that. Not with the numbers we have against an enemy as well-trained, disciplined, and, most of all, motivated as the Martians."
"Guarantee?" Browning scoffed. "Who can guarantee anything in this life? Now why don't you go let Admiral Spears and Admiral Haybecker know that they'll need to start planning to isolate New Pittsburgh and Eden by rail now. That will mean two separate alpha strikes, I'm sure, so I'll give them another eighteen hours to develop a plan and get the crew to launch."
"They're not going to like that, sir," Wilde said. "It they can't take out the Martian recon-sats it's possible they won't have enough spacecraft to pull off two missions."
"They're not paid to like their orders," Browning said. "They're paid to carry them out and you're paid to deliver them. Once you get done with that you can compose this latest press release. After that, get to my office and we'll start planning our two campaigns."
Wilde sighed. "Yes, sir," he said.
Six hours later the big three were still going on about this latest modification of the Martian attack plan. All three were of the opinion that it was a bold endeavor, showing the aggressive nature of General Browning in his task.
"At the completion of this two-pronged strike," said one of the more popular military analysts on InfoServe, "WestHem forces will hold the two most important cities on the surface. After that, the terrorist insurgency will most likely collapse for lack of leadership, therefore allowing the Martian populace being held hostage in the other cities to simply resume rudimentary control from the state of lawlessness and despair that currently exists. Though a second force of marines will still have to be sent out to Mars — it is quite obvious, after all, that the Martian people need a stabilizing force to oversee them — it is quite possible these marines will not have to do much other than occupation duties and restoration of basic infrastructure."
Wilde wasn't amused by the analyst's statement. He wished Browning, who was working at another desk across the room, would just shut the damn screen off so he could concentrate on formulating this fabled "two-pronged attack" in a manner that would allow success on both fronts. This was something that could be done, he instinctively knew. And he suspected that if it were done right it could even be done without horrible losses. The trick would be to examine the failures of the first attempt with a realistic eye, learn from them, and try to correct them. He looked at what he had put on his screen so far, reviewing it, hoping for some sort of inspiration.
Problem 1 — LZ's are too far out from target. This gives enemy special forces units, mortar teams, and, most significantly, air crews, far too much time to cause attrition of our armor and men which, in turn, causes degradation of morale, breakdown of command/control at small unit level due to deliberate targeting of officers and NCOs. Solution: Land closer in?? This does violate doctrine but why twice the distance of nearest artillery range? Why not just outside nearest artillery range? True, this puts units in range of enemy tanks if they choose to advance on the LZ but the Martians don't have that many tanks, certainly not enough to challenge a well-defended LZ as long as we get our own tanks out as quick as possible and stationed on the perimeter.
Problem 2 — Martian special forces units attempt to draw us outside our LZ perimeter so they can engage us, slowing us down further, causing further attrition and further degradation of morale. Solution: tight perimeter manned primarily by tanks dug into hull-down positions. Keep these positions within 500 meters of the landing ships, keep exposed troops to a minimum. Do NOT go beyond this perimeter no matter what the provocation.
Problem 3 — Martian air superiority. Solution: None. Not in this conflict. Hovers cannot stand up to fast-moving fixed wing aircraft with the ability to hug the ground and pop out at will. Any attacks made by hovers must be fast, short, and able to withdraw back to the perimeter before Martian aircraft can respond.
Wilde stared at this last paragraph for a few minutes, feeling like there was something significant there but not quite able to grasp what it was. "Fast, short, and able to withdraw..." he said to himself. "Hmmm."
His eyes flitted back up to Problem 1, to the line that read, Solution: Land closer in?? He then looked down at the bottom of the screen, to Problem 4, which read: Martian heavy guns have the ability to neutralize our 150mm mobile guns, therefore eliminating our ability to support ground forces with artillery — a staple of any ground campaign. Solution: Must find a way to take out these Martian fixed 250s. They are too small of targets for AA-71s to hit with accuracy and accuracy is mandatory to destroy large guns in thick, concrete bunkers. Hovers are the ideal attack platform for this task as they can close and make a direct shot with their high intensity lasers but the Martian air superiority precludes this.
"Or does it?" he whispered, looking back up to the solution for Problem 1. Land closer in?? The Martians had ripped through their hovers as they'd tried to move them up to the forward refuel point so they could undertake the mission against the heavy guns. But what if there were no forward refuel point?
He quickly opened another window in the planning software, this one a map of the Eden vicinity. He began to look at the terrain, his eyes searching for the perfect place. It wasn't long until he found it. He made a few notations and then looked up at Browning, who was reviewing something on is own computer screen.
"General," he called, "would you mind coming over here for a minute?"
Browning frowned but trudged his way over. "Yes? Did you come up with something?"
"I think I have," Wilde said. "I think maybe I've found a way to negate some of the problems we encountered in phase one."
"Good," Browning said. "Write them up and we'll go with them."
"Uh... but, sir," he said carefully. "Don't you want a preliminary review?"
"I'm sure whatever you come up with is fine," he said. "We have the numerical advantage after all. There is one other minor thing that has just cropped up."
Wilde winced at these words — he'd heard them far too many times now. "And what might that be?"
Browning told him. Wilde shouldn't have been surprised at this point, but he was. "Sir... Jesus. In light of this... minor change, we're going to need to get our people down on the surface as soon as possible if this is going to work."
"How soon are we talking?" Browning asked.
"Yesterday if we could," Wilde said, still trying to come to grips with what he'd just been told. "It's imperative we get our landing ships down before the Martians have a chance to start reinforcing."
"But you don't even have a plan for deployment yet."
"I know," Wilde groaned in frustration. "I was counting on at least a week after the space strikes isolated those cities, but now..." He shook his head. "Jesus Christ, sir. I need to get to work and go into hyperdrive. If I stay up all night I might be able to have preliminary landing and targeting areas complete. That will at least give us a starting point."
"I like the way you think, Major. You're showing some good old-fashioned WestHem gumption."
"Thank you, sir. Now I'd better get cracking on this thing."
"Of course," Browning said. "Right after you prepare a press briefing for me on this latest development."
"Press briefing? Sir, time is of the essence here. Can you get one of the other staff aides to put together the briefing?"
"Nobody does them as well as you do, Major," Browning told him. "You have a certain flair for that sort of thing. You know how to put military terminology into terms the ignorant civilians can understand. Besides, what's another couple of hours anyway?"
Wilde sighed, said his "yes, sir" and then went to work on the press briefing. As soon as it was complete General Browning delivered the "good news" to the big three.
General Jackson and Major Sprinkle watched General Browning's briefing live on the main terminal in Jackson's office. Like Major Wilde both men were simply beyond astonishment at the stupidity of the decisions being made by their adversaries and by the fact that they were announcing them in advance. This one, however, was quite possibly the stupidest of them all. They had just stood down the space strikes indefinitely.
"And so it is felt," Browning's image explained, "that since the liberation and occupation of both Eden and New Pittsburgh are now imminent, there is little point in destroying the vital rail linkages that provide access and commerce to those two cities. These rail lines, after all, are what will allow us to move our own troops and equipment to other Martian cities and to quickly resume commerce and transportation as soon as they are secure. In particular we will need to move military supplies, steel, and manufactured products from New Pittsburgh to Eden and we will need to move food and other agricultural products from Eden to New Pittsburgh. These intact rail lines will also help alleviate the starvation and famine that has been rampant on Mars since the terrorist elements seized control of it four months ago."
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The next morning we got up and James, Tony and Paul realized they had basketball practice so they got dressed and left. That left just Tyler, Sam, Kevin and me. We had nothing to do so we decided since we were allready naked we might as well hop in the pool. My backyard was totally fenced in and the houses were built fairly far apart so it was all clear. We walked walked across the cold wet morning grass and over to the side. It was real hot out and I stuck my foot in and realized that...
Last Chance By Karen Elizabeth L. It's just too bizarre," I told my wife Heather. "We don't need anything that drastic, we can work out our problems ourselves." "How," She asked. "What's going to be different? What will we do this time that we haven't done the last ten times?" "I don't know that yet," I responded glumly. "But I'm sure that we can think of something, anything but this." "Do you think that little of our marriage, our family?" Heather shot back. "We've tried it...
Don’t open your eyes…yet! The sexy velvet voice tickling your ears and hardening your dick belongs to the one and only Audrey Bitoni! She’s teasing you with her titillating talk, and it’s all part of her plan to give you the true pornstar experience. Once you open your eyes you’ll discover the experience of the true package all tied up in a beautiful bow, a la Audrey. Big tits, beautiful ass, spicy attitude and wet holes. All. For. You. Whatever you do, just shut up and do what Audrey says —...
xmoviesforyou“You showed me a new you in Mexico, MK. Let me show you a new Ms. E. I want a date night. Meet me at this club I know. I will send you a text with the details. Let’s say the night is on me. Ms. Erotica’s surprise for My’Kuyah.”MK gets to the arranged destination early. He watches Ms. E walk into the bar. It seems like everyone else in the room does as well. She’s that kind of Erotic Beauty--everyone takes note.Her plan is to pretend they don’t know each other. My’Kuyah is going to seduce her in...
SwingersHi mai sunita apne meri kahani reshma se sunita randi bani uske dono parts padhe hoge.Maine apne chacha ke boss ke sath jo 3 raat aur tin dino ka contract kiya tha usme se dusre din ke saam ke 6 baje tak ki kahani maine apne dono part me bata di hai. Ye kahani lkihne me muje deri is wajah se hui hai kyu ki maine ek beti ko janam diya hai.Jiska naam maine sharmilie rakha hai. Ab mai apko aage ki kahani likhti hu.Ye kahani mere liye bahut hi dardnak thi lekin aap ko bahut hi pasand aayegi. Sam ko...
I would like to thank Lady Christabel for another outstanding editing job. **** He sat there, looking at the magazine in his hands. Should he, or shouldn’t he? Fighting the evil thoughts racing through his head. Should he, or shouldn’t he? Putting down the magazine, he leaned back and closed his eyes. Should he, or shouldn’t he? Trying his best to keep the evil thoughts at bay. Should he, or shouldn’t he? Picking the magazine up yet again, he slid it home. Should he, or shouldn’t he? ...
Author’s note: This story was inspired by a lady LUSH author. She knows who she is. The facts contained herein are true. However, the names have been changed to protect the guilty. I met Nancy through Lush Stories. We started the relationship as most such involvements begin. I made a private comment on one of her stories and we began corresponding on Lush and eventually moved over to e-mail. We exchanged pictures that neither of us wanted to be public on Lush and our messages became more and...
We had decided to drive up to the Lake District for a long weekend in November without thinking that it could turn out to be a complete wash out. However, a chain of events happened on the drive up that ended with us not ever reaching our hotel and at the same time having an excellent few days.It all started on the journey up in the car. It had started to rain really hard and I had to slow right down to stay safe. Had I not been driving a Range Rover I think I would have stopped. Being November...
Part One Wiggling It might seem like a strange idea having a sex club at a hair salon but it was the best location for all concerned. There was nobody around that time of night anyway except for an occasional passing cop car. They must have made quite a double take at a group of drag queens standing outside a beauty parlor at 9 o’clock at night. Gigi and I were already inside waiting for our guests to arrive. ‘Are you sure you won’t change your mind?’ Gigi asked holding a wig in hir left...
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YESTERDAY I HAD TO BARROW SOME CASH FROM MY NEIGHBOR, ROON. WHICH MEANS I HAVE TO GIVE UP MY ASS OR SUCK HIS HARD DICK. THIS IS HOW I PAY OFF MY DEBT. SO TODAY AFTER MY GIRLFRIEND, PAM WENT TO SCHOOL. I GOT DRESSED UP IN A PLEATED SCHOOLGIRL SKIRT, BLACK THIGH HIGHS, GARTER BELT, NO PANTIES, PINK BRA AND A WHITE LACE TOP. I BROUGHT MY HEELS, SOME LUBE AND MY 10" WHITE STRAPON.I TOOK OFF MY REGULAR CLOTHES AND PUT MY 6" HEELS ON AND SAT DOWN. HE PUT SOME PORN ON AND HE PLAYED WITH HIMSELF. I...
The next morning I woke up to find the house empty, I went downstairs and got a glass of milk and saw a note on the fridge door. John. I’m gone to School; I didn’t want to wake you, as you looked so peaceful. I really enjoyed last night. Don’t forget to you have to pick me up a 5 outside the school. See you later Emma. My mind wandered to the previous nights actives, and the accidental discovery me and my step-sis had made. Then I began to think, ”Maybe there are some more of my Da and Kate’s...
IncestJim awoke the following morning with Jenny in his arms. He lay there for a long time, enjoying the warmth and closeness of her body when he heard a gentle tap at the door then saw Katie peek in. She smiled and pushed the door open and came into the room carrying a tray of food. She had on a white terry cloth robe. Jim didn't think she had anything on underneath the robe. "I thought you two would be hungry," she said sitting the tray next to Jim. "Katie, you don't have to do this," Jim...
I work the thick salve slowly up from your ankles. Medicinal stuff, really. But it doesn't smell that bed. Smeary white tropical cream. To keep your skin from turning into pork cracklings. I've taken the care of your skin into my hands. Because of course my back and chest are like red crepe paper. It is no fun wearing the soft cotton shirt I have to keep on--as an extra shield. I smear the SPF stuff slowly up your legs. The damn stuff says it's waterproof, but by the time you get around...
I would like to thank my Literotica Volunteer Editor Kttn for her work on this story. Her commentary and suggestions were excellent and I just wanted to let every one know I appreciated her efforts. Any remaining errors are mine and not hers. Part 1, The Mystery Amy was sitting alone in her dorm room thinking about the date she had the night before. So many things were going through her mind and she wasn’t able to sort them out. It was a first date, but a first date like no other she’d ever...
Then it was my turn. He laid on his back, his cock limp which worried me. I thought he would be all hard and excited. But that made it a challenge. I started using my tongue, slowly going up and down his shaft, with my hand stroking his balls, licking and feeling him getting hard in my mouth, little by little. We had tried to meet for awhile, something always happened. His schedule or mine. At last, we had a chance to meet. He left his car in a parking lot and we drove in my car to his friend's...
AffairIt all started at a party at Tommy's house; he was a new friend, and I'd heard about his wild parties. I got there towards the end of the Party and everyone had been drinking, girls were giddy and stoned on Pot. I hung in the Kitchen and had a couple beers. There was music and dancing downstairs, and I figured couples in most of the upstairs bedrooms, Tommy was famous. Downstair it was a furnished and finished basement, a large basement party area. Couples were dancing, and everyone drinking,...
Jody was on her hands and knees on the floor in her bedroom. Joey was kneeling behind her, his long, fat cock sliding in and out of her pulsing cunt tube. Her eyes were unfocused as Mark knelt before her, his erection pointing at her lips like an arrow. She dazedly opened her mouth and his organ slid between her soft wet lips and into her mouth. She let it push up against the back of her mouth before starting to work on it with her tongue. She lapped easily, finding his cock much simpler to...
Taylor has been staying with Jade and her boyfriend for the last few days. She is an old friend from college and they have had intimate moments in the past. The old feelings are starting to show again, but Jade is in a committed relationship, and if anything is going to happen she wants to include her boyfriend too. One day when he comes home from work he finds a note to say Jade has a surprise for him. Taylor is leaving in a few hours and she wants to give her a good send off. Not...
xmoviesforyouSleep was a total impossibility for Dianne though she had gone shamefully to her room, plunged it into darkness and crawled onto the bed to avoid looking at her own conscience-stricken face. That she had not only let it happen, but had even encouraged it was now so incredible to her as to be like the living unreality of a nightmare one finally awakens to bathed in cold perspiration... except that this was no bad dream... it was the horrifying truth! She couldn't cry. It might have helped,...
PART III Two months ago I got a call from my sister Amanda, she wanted to have lunch, she had something to tell me and would rather say it in person. Earlier in the morning before I left for work, my other sister Lisa had given me the same call...two weeks before that Lisa and I nearly got caught fucking.... So I recently started having sex with my sisters. Amanda older than Lisa knows about it all, while Lisa thinks its just between me and her. I have been kicking myself lately thinking why...
IncestI came home from work and my wife friend was visiting. She is as white as white can be. She could probably get a sun burn from a light bulb. She was tiny about 4' 9" and skinny. She had a tight little body with no fat. Her tits are around a C cup. I'm guessing because I didn't stop to ask. She isn't my l normal type but still so freaking sexy. I stopped by and said hi. They were talking about sex, blow jobs, dicks, and sex. I decided to let them have their fun. I was in changing when I was...
My fantasy of watching other men take on my hot wife comes true From my life and relationships in my 20's and 30's I never thought I would end up in the voyeur status. I was married in my mid 20's and for a few years had a decent sex life. By the time my now ex-wife and I turned 30 our sex life ranged from dull to puritanical. I longed for a sex partner that was exciting and divorced my wife. The only good thing about a dull marriage was I built a successful company and enjoyed the wealth it...
Cheating WifeJen was walking with Jason Williams towards the fountain. After that first day it was still her favorite place in the gardens. She had to admit that the Irish businessman was a very interesting person. Unlike all these other men that were too self-centered to hear what anybody else had to say, Jason was an excellent listener. And that was the only reason she agreed to be alone with him. While talking she realized that for the past eight years she had no friends and no personal life. No one...
I was selected for the senior executive post in a MNC. I was very happy to get good package. After training phase, I got my location. When I reached my office, I was some late. I had to report Ms Suhani. She was my manager. She was young and filled with lot of energy. She said to me, “Amit, this is your first day, so I manage but remember your time.” I replied, “Ok Boss, I am being on time.” I saw her figure, she was totally gorgeous. She was in saree, her cleavage was attracting me. My dick...
Annabelle Carson was a late bloomer. Beginning at about 12, men started noticing her face and hair. At 13, stick figures had better curves. At 14 the stick developed erasers. At 15 men started noticing her face last. At 16 her body went bananas; after that it took a lot longer for men to notice her face ... some never did. “Beautiful girl,” said one man to another. “I never noticed,” he replied. “Built like a brick outhouse.” And he rearranged his discomfort. It was because she looked...