George Isolde etc Ch VII
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With an acknowledgement to Willie Nelson’s ‘I Just Dropped By’ for the idea (but not the detail, of course!)
ALL CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY ARE ABOVE THE AGE OF CONSENT FOR SEXUAL CONGRESS (18).
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Gary had a busy afternoon contacting as many of his regulars as he could. Some grumbled at him a little but his relationship with almost all of them meant that they still finished each call on good terms.
Before leaving time he called Molly again and requested a copy of his own existing contract. He had suddenly thought that he ought to have something to tempt his possible successor with.
‘Why don’t you come up here and fetch it Gary,’ said Molly seductively. ‘George went out to lunch and now he’s playing golf. He won’t be back!’
Gary laughed. ‘Not today Molly although if you download it to my work station I promise to return it personally tomorrow afternoon. How does that sound?’
‘OK Gary, that sounds fine but you know that all you have to do is to delete the file I download? You don’t need to see me personally to do that.’
‘Maybe, but I still think it would be better if you were there to examine how I do it, don’t you?’
‘You’ve got a date. George is off to the accountants with your new contract tomorrow afternoon. We’ll be alone!’
Gary finished the call with his cock tenting his trousers again! Janice came in so he stayed seated.
‘Here is your post for signing Gary. Oh, a lady called Gerry called and asked that you call her back after three thirty.’
Janice seemed a little grumpy so Gary stood up and kissed her gently.
‘Thanks Jan, I’ll sign these and then you can take them and post them. Don’t come back today. Have a nice evening!’
‘Oh thank you Gary, I will!’
‘And Jan, don’t overdress up tomorrow. It’s an ordinary working day until the announcement at noon. Has everybody been informed?’
‘Yes they have,’ laughed Janice. ‘They all seem to think it’s redundancies or that the company has been sold. They will be quite relieved, and disappointed, when they are told the truth!’
Gary laughed too and gave Janice a friendly smack on the bottom as she left.
He got down to the task of trying to devise an attractive contract for his successor and at the same time saving the company some money to offset the cost of his own contract. At the end of the afternoon he felt that he had done a good job and still had a little room to manoeuvre.
Gary treated himself to a couple of pints and a steak on the way back to Nuneaton. The last job he had done in the office was to write a letter giving notice to quit his flat. How the hell he had ever taken it in the first place he didn’t know, it was too far from work and he didn’t know anybody in Nuneaton.
After giving his order to the attractive young waitress he called Gerry. She picked up immediately.
‘Oh Gary, I’ve been waiting ages for you to call. The house seems so empty this evening and you won’t be here tomorrow either. Tell me what you’ve been doing today?’
Gary gave her a potted version of his actions and movements during the day, telling her that the secrecy would be over by lunchtime.
‘That’s good darling. What about the delicious Molly and your big titted secretary, Janice isn’t it? Have you fucked either of them?’
Gary laughed. ‘Not yet, I said that I would tell you when and if I have, didn’t I? Janice told me today that she wants me to talk dirty to her so I’ll be keeping in practice for you, my darling!’
Gerry laughed, ‘and Holly and Ivy, did you fuck them this morning before you left for work?’
‘More like they fucked, ravaged and raped me,’ said Gary softly as the waitress approached. ‘I’ve got to go darling, it looks like my steak is ready, see you Wednesday!’
‘Would you like to follow me sir,’ smiled the waitress. Gary stood and followed as requested. He noted her trim attractive figure as he walked behind her, she was a little slimmer than Ivy but about the same height. His cock firmed up in his pants as he thought of his younger daughter.
The waitress held his chair for him as he sat, her lovely chest about six inches from his face. Her left breast was close to him, according to her little badge mounted at its peak her name was Rose.
‘Thank you Rose,’ said Gary, not changing his line of sight. Rose seemed to him to take a deep breath as if to try to touch him with her breast.
‘I’ll fetch your meal sir,’ she said. ‘I won’t be a moment.’
She was as good as her word, returning within a minute with his plate. She fussed around him, making sure that he had everything he needed.
Gary felt at that moment that what he needed was to bury his nose down Rose’s lovely cleavage. Her uniform was dark blue, square cut on the chest and low enough to show her charms, her breasts were beautifully rounded with that cleavage so inviting!
‘You look much happier now than when you first came in sir,’ Rose chatted animatedly, smiling all the time. ‘Have you had an exhausting day?’
‘Very much so Rose, very much so! I’ve promised myself an early night tonight to recover from that and also the very hectic weekend I’ve just had. I’ve also got a very busy day tomorrow.’
‘Your life sounds much more exiting than mine sir. Mine’s just the same old drudgery every day. I’ve got two kids and a husband to look after and feed so I have to take this crummy job in the evening.’
‘Do you have a daytime job as well?’
‘Only part-time at the moment but I hope it might develop. I do telephone sales for a timber company. It’s quite interesting, learning all about the different woods and everything. I never knew there were so many different types before I started work there. Enjoy your meal sir!’
She left him and Gary started to eat. However, Rose had started a train of thought and he followed it through. He wondered, Rose had seemed bright and articulate. Maybe? As he put down his knife and fork she returned with the dessert menu.
‘Who do you work for,’ he asked? ‘I’m in the timber trade too, I’m with Arnold’s.’
‘Ooo, I’ve heard of them,’ answered Rose perkily. ‘That’s a quality business, my boss says and he should know. I work for Quinton Timber. You have all the best woods!’
‘Thank you Rose, we like to think so. Tell me Rose, if you are looking for advancement and would consider a move I might have a proposition for you. I’ve not thought it through yet but if you will leave me your name, address and phone number I will give you a call, probably sometime next week.’
Rose looked down at her customer, this handsome mature man who had just said that he might have a better job for her. Could she trust him? Did she want to? Infringing on her thoughts came the feeling that she quite fancied him, she suddenly felt damp in her panties.
‘Just coffee please! Rose!’
‘Oh, yes, of course sir!’ She scurried off, her mind in a whirl.
When she returned she was much more composed.
‘Your coffee sir, ‘ she said. ‘Er, what you said earlier, about a job at Arnold’s, did you mean it?’
‘Yes I did.’
‘I, er, would have to think about it carefully. I couldn’t, you know, make a decision like that without a lot of thinking. I know where you’re located so I would have to think of practicalities.’
‘I would expect you to. Sit down Rose.’
Oh no! I can’t sit here while I’m working. Can you wait a little while in the bar? Mondays are always quiet here so I can get one of the others to cover for me if I leave a bit early. I remember that you said that you wanted an early night. Can you wait?’
‘I will always wait on a lovely woman,’ said Gary invitingly, at least he hoped he was being inviting. ‘Anyway, I’m interested now so I’ve woken up a little.’
Rose smiled happily. ‘Thank you sir, I’ll just get your bill.’
‘Bring it to me in the bar and when you do call me Gary. My name is Ga
ry Simmonds.’
In the bar Gary ordered tonic water, remembering that he had had two pints of bitter earlier. Rose was not long in joining him. She accepted an orange juice from him.
‘Here’s my name, address and phone numbers,’ she said. ‘Can you tell me anything about the job?’
‘No, I can’t, not really, ‘cos I only just thought of it and then when you said that you worked in timber it just seemed to fall into place. You do sales, on the phone I mean?’
‘Oh yes sir, er, Gary. I’ve done it for about two years now.’
‘Well, this would, if I figure it out right, be selling timber to firms like Quinton Timber instead of you selling their stock to joiners, builders and the like. One step back up the chain, so to speak. Does that interest you?’
‘Will I find out a lot more about wood? Er, is there any commission available?’
Gary held up his hands.
‘Steady on my girl. As I said, I’ve not figured it out yet. This will be a new position, something that’s been in the back of my mind for some time. I’ll call you no later than Tuesday next week, put your work number on that piece of paper as well. I can pretend to be a customer if I have to, call me Mr Onslow.’
‘I’m quite exited now Gary. I’m definitely interested.’
‘Great,’ said Gary. ‘I’ll definitely call you.’
Rose went quiet as if thinking about something important. Then she spoke again.
‘Look Mr Simmonds, I don’t want to get off on the wrong foot with you so I have to tell you something. I, er, lied to you earlier. I don’t have a husband or two kids, I just say that to keep men away. I’m divorced you see and some men see that as an open invitation to hit on a girl. I’m sorry if that changes your opinion of me.’
Gary looked across the table at an anxious looking Rose. She was leaning forward, her face and chest were flushed with embarrassment. He looked deliberately at her, from her pretty elfin face to her beautiful rounded breasts. He wanted to bury his nose in her cleavage again, he couldn’t tell her that, now could he? Not today anyway! He reached out and put one of his big hands on both her little ones.
‘As I said, I’ll call you next Tuesday. It won’t be this week as I’ve got a lot to get through. Do you want to walk out to my car with me?’
Rose beamed at him and stood up. If anything her skin was more deeply flushed than before. They walked outside together and Gary steered her towards his car.
‘I knew it,’ gasped Rose as they approached. ‘We are even parked next to one another!’
They each opened their driver’s doors. Gary turned to Rose and, leaning forward, kissed her lightly on her forehead.
‘Oh no you don’t,’ she squeaked and kissed him fully on the lips.
‘I’ll call you next Tuesday,’ Gary repeated as he closed his door. He started the engine, reversed and then waved to her as he drove away. Rose also waved but Gary didn’t see her little tear on her cheek or even know about her damp feeling in her panties again.
Gary felt that things were going so well for him that he dropped off to sleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. Next morning he was up and about bright and early. He stopped off at the estate agents and posted his notice of termination of his tenancy. He drove on to his company and was at his desk before eight o’clock.
He phoned Gerry.
‘Hello darling,’ she said cheerily, ‘where are you?’
She was disappointed that he was in the office already.
‘I’m naked in the bathroom and I hoped that you were too,’ she laughed. ‘Then I could have got you to toss off all over me in the shower!’
‘You’ll just have to get up earlier my darling. Us business tycoons have to get an early start. I just wanted to tell you that I love you!’
‘I love you too!’
After the call he fished out Rose’s piece of paper and copied her details into his computer. Rose Walker, 23, Green Avenue, ‘Hmn, not too far away’.
He became aware of movement and Janice came into his office, bearing a big vase of flowers. She turned towards him, displaying her tits to him in another diaphanous blouse, pale lemon today.
‘I told you no special clothes or other differences, like flowers,’ he told her sternly with a big smile on his face. His cock began to rise.
‘That’s why I came in early boss,’ Janice smiled as she began to undo her blouse buttons.
‘I hope that you’ve got a bra to wear later,’ gasped Gary as Jan’s generous tits bared themselves to his hungry gaze. ‘You’ll give old George a heart attack!’
‘He didn’t have one the first time he saw my tits,’ grinned Jan. ‘Are you just going to look at them?’
Gary jumped over to her and took two large handfuls. ‘Have you fucked George as well?’ Gary took both of Jan’s nipples between fingers and thumbs and pulled on them. ‘When did you do that with him?’
‘When he helped me to move into my new flat. I wanted to thank him and with the relief of being free from my fucking husband it just seemed to be the right thing to do. Ohhhh yessss Gary, bite them, lick them, spit on them, smack them!’
Gary worked at Jan’s tits with a will. Then he placed her hand on his bulge in his crotch, she squeezed, none too gently either!
‘Go on Jan, get it out and toss me off! Toss me off all over your tits. It’s twenty-four hours since I shot any spunk so I should have a good load for you!’
Jan didn’t need a second bidding. She pulled down his zip and dived into his crotch. She gasped as she saw his size and began to frig him firmly, she dropped to her knees.
‘Can I taste?’ she panted.
‘Go ahead,’ gasped Gary.
Jan swallowed him whole, just keeping enough free to frig at the root of his shaft. Gary began to feel his orgasm coming and leaned back across his desk, Jan was now sucking him off with his organ pointing straight upward. Here it fucking comes, he thought and opened his mouth to warn her.
Then….. .
‘Gary, are you ready for? Fuckin’ Hell! Wow, fuckin’ Hell. Wow!’
George had opened the door and walked in, speaking as he did so. At that second Gary shot his load, his first shot hitting Jan full in the face as she jumped back in surprise. Because she did not let go of him with her frigging hand Gary kept on firing his spunk, accurately hitting her breasts time and time again.
Jan sat down with a bump on the floor. George recovered himself and quickly fished out his growing cock. For a near sixty year old he was showing fine form.
‘My turn now Jan. Come and do the same for me!’
Gary watched with surprise as his personal assistant turned and swallowed the Managing Director’s cock.
It didn’t take long for Janice to trigger George’s spunk. His eyes suddenly bulged and he gasped into his climax. Janice kept his cock deep in her mouth. She finally released George’s cock and tucked it away inside his trousers. She stood facing them now, with Gary’s spunk cooling on her breasts. She collected some on to a finger and sucked it, Gary’s cock began to rise again.
‘Yes, well, I’ll get you gentlemen some coffee, shall I?’
Gary tucked his cock away, saying to George as he did so, ‘what was it you wanted to see me about George?’
They discussed the announcement procedure due at mid-day and then Gary told George about the interviews he had scheduled for his replacement. He also mentioned a new sales post that he had been thinking about.
‘All those decisions are yours to make, Gary my boy,’ grinned George. ‘What’s the new job all about? Can we afford it?’
‘I’ve not thought it all the way through yet,’ answered Gary. ‘I’ve been thinking that we’re not proactive enough selling on the phone. If we had someone knowledgeable enough about wood we could pick up a lot of sales. It’s no good customers having to wait if I’m available, they need someone right there all the time.’
‘It may not be so easy to find someone with the knowledge we need, and if you do can we
afford them?’
‘You’re right George but it just so happens that quite by chance I might have met the right person last night. Someone who is already selling in the timber industry, selling to builders, woodworkers, carpenters and the like. When I’ve thought through everything about the job I’m going to set up a test. Then we’ll see!’
George clapped a hand on Gary’s shoulder and stood up to leave.
‘I knew I’d picked the right man to take over when I chose you Gary. See you at twelve!’
Gary knuckled down to some mundane tasks. Janice brought him more coffee at eleven thirty. He noticed that she had now put on a bra, a lacy, sexy light blue one.
In the last half-hour he put together a job description with Rose in mind.
The gathering at twelve o’clock went off like clockwork. The entire workforce cheered when George announced his retirement and then cheered even louder when he announced his choice of replacement.
Then Gary made a short speech to reassure everyone that things were going to proceed as normal although he would be making a change or two in due course. Janice also got a cheer when Gary said that she would be his new Personal Assistant. That made everyone look at Molly.
‘Molly is leaving too,’ said Gary. ‘She’s going with George!’
There was silence for a moment or two then pandemonium broke out. Everyone wanted to shake hands with George and Gary and kiss Molly and Janice. As he shook hands with everyone Gary waited to be greeted by one particular employee.
‘Thanks Ted,’ he said to Ted Evans, the works foreman. ‘Have you got a minute straight after this to come to my office. I’ve got a little task that’s right up your alley.’
Soon the two men were sitting in Gary’s office. He outlined his idea of a new sales position and asked Ted to prepare something for him.
‘You see Ted,’ he explained, ‘the person we want must be able to recognise all the different woods that we deal in, whether or not it’s a hard or soft wood, if it’s easy to work with and so on. I want you and your guys to make me a sort of test so that candidates for this job can show us how much they know about this industry and in particular how much they know about different woods. Can you do it?’
Ted scratched his head thoughtfully. ‘I reckon I can Gary,’ he said at last. ‘We can knock up a sample tray of everything that we sell, and some that we don’t. The details can be labelled on the back and then you can test away to your heart’s content.’
‘Great, that sounds fine Ted. The only thing is that I have a possible candidate already lined up and I would like to interview and test next week if possible. What do you think?’
‘I’m sure we can manage that Gary. What will George think of it I wonder?’
‘George has already given me the go ahead. He says that all decisions from today are mine and mine alone!’
‘That’s OK then boss! I’ll go and get started then.’
Boss! Gary liked the sound of that.
oooOOOooo
‘Welcome Gary,’ smiled Molly as she greeted him by kissing his cheek and locking her office door. Today she was wearing a tight red sweater over her generous breasts with an equally tight black skirt, which just about reached her knees.
Gary handed her a folder containing her contract, all the time watching her breasts moving gently under the wool of her sweater. Was she wearing a bra? Surely he could just make out a pair of nipples? His cock was rock hard!
Molly dropped the folder on top of the shredder mounted to one side of her huge desk. She put her arms around Gary’s neck and rested her bottom against her desk.
‘That feels better, doesn’t it?’ she murmured as she fastened her lips to his, her wet tongue already seeking entrance. Gary complied and they coupled easily.
Gary’s cock re-erected in about two seconds flat! Molly was pulling his body to hers and he instantly felt her hard pubic bone grinding against his rock hard cock. He pushed and she pushed back, the heat began to rise!
Molly broke the kiss, her magnificent chest heaving, her hard bone still against his.
‘George says you’ve got a huge cock,’ she gasped. ‘I know about this morning in your office. He came back and fucked me on his desk again! Now I want to see yours!’
‘Be my guest,’ grinned Gary, releasing the pressure. Molly whimpered and attacked his belt buckle. In less than five seconds she had his hot hard shaft in her hands, her long fingers wrapped around him.
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"Just a reminder, Grasshopper. This is your boss speaking...,"Mendez's statement was cordial. Her voice though, was stern and commanding. There was no doubt. The accent and the inflection. It was all hers. Virgina Mendez. Even though I've spent several months with her as my "father", I rarely heard her speaking with her real voice. Usually she only addressed me under her guise of Bruce Goldman, the father of Kimberly Goldman, the cute 17-year-old whose identity I...
Author's Note: This story contains some elements of reluctance (turned into willingness), as well as lesbian sex. I hope you enjoy =)-----------------------------Kristen awoke to find herself in the yard of a house... but not the kind of house that she was used to. This house was more of a cottage with a thatched roof... although larger than any cottage she would have ever pictured. Staring at the unfamiliar scenery for a moment, she felt a breeze blow across her body and looking she realized...
There was once a family of three men, who were known locally as “The Three Bears” who lived in a cozy cottage in the woods where they worked as lumberjacks. There was great big, more than seven foot tall “Daddy Bear”, medium size six foot four “Uncle Bear”, and a shorter, eighteen year old “Junior Bear”. They got their name from the huge quantity of thick black body hair that covered them, complemented by bushy beards, their stocky stature (not to mention rather round bellies in the older two)...
Group SexChapter 1Maddie Goldberg bounced her thick white ass on Reshawn Titus's black cock like she was tethered to it by an elastic cable. She moaned and ran her fingers through her wavy dark hair and slammed her body down and down and down onto the black man's rod. Reshawn guided her with his meaty hands on her hips, digging his fingers into her smooth pale sides and letting her round white ass recoil as it collided with his sturdy thighs."Ride my dick, you little Jew whore-piece, ride!"Throughout...
"Ah Mr. Masaki!" The man behind the counter said in surprisingly fluent Japanese. Tenchi had never considered himself racist, but hearing his native tongue from an someone of such obvious Jewish origin, without a trace of accent was ... Well, just plain odd. Not that 'it' coming from what appeared to be a floating wooden log was any less strange. "Or a bronzed, elf eared, blue eyed blond bomb shell for that matter!" He thought with a smile. "I understand you need some custom sizing...
As I walked into my house, I heard my mom's voice ringing from the waiting room. I threw my bag to the sofa and slumped on the lazy chair in the living room. I turned on the TV and started flipping the channel around. There's nothing interesting on TV now. I just pressed the buttons on the remote frantically while enjoying how the screen beamed rapid images of music clips, interviews and cartoons. "Kimberly? Is that you, honey?" I didn't want to reply as I knew that mom had...
Thousand of feelings crossed my mind at the moment Mom and I walk out from the elevator in the mall. What I had thought as an ordinary trip to the mall turned out to be my first solo assignment. Can I nail this mission? Fear, doubt thrill and excitement mixed together in my head, creating an uneasy feeling. I tried to keep Kimberly's bubbly expression intact. I had to maintain her beaming gaze. This was not the first time I went to the mall as Kimberly. I spent many times here with...
As Mom led me to our front door and open it, I could feel the summer breeze tenderly blow my hair. She held my right hand and we strode across our small lawn towards the Mercedes. It was the mid of September and even though autumn was approaching, the sun shone brightly. I covered my hand with my left hand and the colorful bracelets on Kimberly's wrist chimed. "It's very hot, here" I complained with Kimberly's whiny tone. I paced slower and pulled my hands from Mom's grip while putting...
The sudden darkness engulfed me as I felt every muscle in my body was rapidly switched-off one by one. In that split second, my reflex told me to resist. But it was useless. It was my first blackout and I remembered feeling afraid. One thing managed to slip into my thought before my mind and my body plunged into an infinite absence of light. My first solo mission. A failure. Man, am I gonna die?! All of a sudden, an overwhelming force bombarded me and pulled me to...
William Lester taunted me about my pronunciation of certain words, especially those beginning or ending with 'th', but I tuned him out. I was having trouble concentrating on my study and didn't need any more distractions. What Jeannie had said about she and Cindy being grounded had given me a jolt. What Mr. Baldwin said about me no longer being welcome in their home had really rocked me. As far as I was concerned William Lester could go fuck himself. I wasn't in the mood to joust with...
My name is Lucy, and I own the Roadhouse. So, what's the Roadhouse? Basically, it's a bar, although we also have a not bad kitchen, so we do meals in the evening, and snacks all night until about an hour before closing. I'm ex-military, although you might not guess it to look at me. I was actually a Special Forces commando, in armies that allowed women into combat roles. I can certainly handle myself in a fight, as more than one man has found out at the wrong moment. While I do love a...
I had watched Misty from afar for as long as he could remember. We grew up next door to one another, but she was everything I wasn’t, cool, popular, and athletic. I sometimes thought I was invisible, I did well in school, but no one but the teachers knew I existed.Misty was a quandary though, she was so popular in school, but I never saw any friends at her house. In fact, I never saw her leave her house once home from school. I had a cool treehouse that overlooked both our back yards, and on...
MasturbationJohn and I married in 1946. At first, we lived with his parents but then rented a small flat in town. John was caring and highly enlightened for the time. We were partners in every way. He allowed me to continue working after we married. This option may seem obvious nowadays, but back then it was anathema.Although views were changing, the bar on the employment of married women was still in general practice. Legally, wives were the property of their husbands and expected to be homemakers and...
MatureWhat was she doing playing chastity games with a twenty something guy? She knew it was crazy, yet Amy was smiling to herself as she stepped off the bus and walked quickly to the address that Ben had given her, a two bedroom apartment in an upmarket development. She hadn’t seen Ben since they’d made love at the hotel a week ago, but she could still remember the feel of his body and his freshly unlocked cock. She hadn’t belted him when they parted the next morning. This wasn’t because Ben didn’t...
BDSM“Just that please,” Ben mumbled as he nervously placed the steel chastity cage and padlock on the counter. He was on his way back from drinks with the football team and the elation of winning combined with the alcohol had given him the courage to finally indulge one of his fantasies. Careful not to make too much eye contact, he glanced briefly at the woman behind the counter, who smiled kindly as she wrapped the cage for him and took the cash. He was now really starting to feel embarrassed,...
BDSMSRU: The Roadhouse by Corvus corax (Raven) Comma and Asterix looked at each other and sighed. Both of the deliverymen were hot, sweaty and very, very tired. On days like today, when it was 100 degrees in the shade, with 90 % humidity, it didn't pay to be moving around large pieces of magical equipment. Asterix continued to gaze over from the passenger seat of the SRU van to Comma, who was behind the wheel. He slumped down a little further into his seat. "Man! I sure could use...
Chapter XVIII Wednesday morning, they all three awoke at the crack of dawn. Isolde wondered if their new-found camaderie, or maybe love had recharged all of them, and made them want to wake up early, to be together. George spoke first, saying, “Good morning, you two. I love you guys.” Then, springing out of bed, and turning toward Isolde, he said, “If you don’t mind, I’m gonna hop in the shower first, so I can get my ass off to Glen Burnie.” “Are you sure you don’t want company?” Isolde asked,...
Chapter IX Terry was in the bathroom when Isolde got to the top of the stairs. She rapped her knuckles on the door as she went by, and said, “I’m next.” She heard a muffled, “Okay.” A minute or two later, Terry came out of the bathroom, carrying and drying his hands on the towel. He handed the towel to Isolde, saying, “I guess you will want this.” He went into the bedroom, and lay down on his back on the bed. As he waited for Isolde to finish whatever she was doing in the bathroom (putting...
The HouseboatThe small inflatable boat glided up to the big Gibson houseboat that was anchored out in the back country of the lower keys. The houseboat had been there for over a month now and a young couple lived on it full time. They had made ever effort to find a home in Key West, but no luck. There just never was anything available in the area that met their price range. The husband, Harry Adams, had equipped the boat with enough solar panels and a wind driven generator to furnish all...
“Cuckoldry can be great fun. Get involved in grooming her for her dates. Trimming her pubic hair, for example, can be a very strong submissive experience when you know that in a few hours another man will be enjoying the scenery. Help her choose clothes. Better still, go shopping with her for some sexy clothes that she can wear on dates. Get her an anklet that she can wear on her right ankle to signal that she is a hot wife. Bathe her and then rub her down with perfumed oils before her dates.”...
CuckoldI shut off a table saw and heard the faint sound of crying coming from the treehouse. Concerned, I quietly climbed the ladder. My head poked over the edge, where I found Jodie, holding her phone and sobbing into her knees. I climbed the rest of the way into the treehouse and pit my hand on her shoulders. She looked up at me in surprise. "Daddy! Wha-?" "It's okay, sweetheart. What's wrong?" I asked, as gently as I could. Through her broken crying and restarting her sentences several...
The footer at Penthouse Gold stamps a 2008 copyright date on the joint, which means it’s old as hell in Internet years. I bet all the old fuckers remember the Penthouse name from long before that, though. The brand got its start as an old-school paper porn rag in England way back in 1965, and I know some of you had your first fap to your dad or your grandpa’s copies hidden under his mattress. Before the Internet, these guys were some of the biggest names in the business alongside Playboy and...
Top Premium Porn Sites"It is simply a thrill without compare to watch your wife getting fucked by Her Lover." (Happy cuckold).Most cuckolds are kind and considerate husbands and say they love their wives and want them to be sexually satisfied "more than anything else in the world." One cuckold hubby said "it is a real release of pressure to know that my wife is getting sexually satisfied by Her Lover in a way that I couldn't do it." Another said he wanted nothing more than his sexy wife "to be fucked...
Hilde patted the edges of her mouth with the linen napkin. Looking to her husband, he smiled and placed his cutlery in a perfect line on his empty plate.“Very good, you have certainly passed this aspect of the interview with flying colours.”Graciously, I nodded my head, “You are welcome, I like cooking, even more so for other people.”Noticing their wine glasses were a quarter full, I scuttled around the table to charge them. I topped up their water glasses too.“Would you like the cheese board...
BisexualIf I had been told on my sixteenth birthday, that I would end up working as a houseboy, I would’ve advised the forecaster of that statement to sign up for some psychological evaluation. That, however, is exactly what happened by the time I had turned seventeen-years-old.To fully explain how this came about, I am afraid that I now have to embark on a two-part history lesson:Firstly, after my mother had left my dad and me when I was eight-years-old, my father continued to be employed as a foreman...
Gay MaleHarry’s life as a Phyllis’s houseboy had turned out to be better than the situation of many of his contemporaries. A sponsored male in New Order Britain wasn’t under the sort of constant surveillance, harassment, and suspicion of subversion that un-sponsored males had to put up with. And besides, Phyllis had turned out to be a reasonable sponsor. The dream at school had been to be picked out as some girl’s life-partner but, realistically, that didn’t happen to more than a handful of men....
Synopsis of the Night Skies Hotel Universe: Centuries ago, two world- spanning civilizations made first contact via technology that enabled access to multiple realities. Each civilization was unique in the sense that a single sex dominated it -- Terra's Patriarchy by males, and Gaia's Sisterhood by females. Gaia was the more artistic of the two, had closer links to nature and was more advanced than Terra in some of the sciences, such as biology and physics. Terra, on the other hand, had...
He became tempted by an old Light house on the south west coast of England which was going up for sale by auction. Being the only person at the auction who was willing to commit to the responsibility of renovating and maintaining the historic structure meant that he won the bidding straight away without competition. Using money borrowed from his parents and the bank, it was to be his heart filled project converting it into a home for him to live, whilst abiding by the rules of keeping the...
THE LIGHTHOUSE TOP OF THE LIGHTHOUSE By Wolff ?2006 Wolfwerks She was obsessed with the old lighthouse. She did not know if it was its blatant phallic form or the white light on the top ? now extinguished ? or something else, but it held a siren call for her. When she mentioned it would be nice to watch fireworks from it, he said with exasperation, ?You want a lighthouse? I?ll GIVE you a lighthouse AND fireworks. Oh yes!? Oh the Fourth of July, at dusk, he made her drive them to the...
Chapter XV They were all sitting at the breakfast table, having a second cup of coffee, when Isolde spoke up. “I have an idea,” she said. “On those nights when I don’t feel like shutting one of you out, would you both mind coming to my bed with me, and just snuggling, and going to sleep that way?” George and Terry looked at each other. “I’m game, if you are,” Terry said. “Okay,” George said. “We can give it a try.” He wanted to say that things might be moving a little too fast, but he...
Chapter VI Making hay was satisfying but monotonous work. It was nice to see the cut hay come off the end of the rake, like a green waterfall, cascading into a long even wave. And it was satisfying to look back and see row after row of mounded hay stretched out across the flat field. At first, Terry had paid close attention to the tractor and rake, worried that something might break, and listening for the telltale rattle of things amiss. But the steady thump-thump of the old two-cylinder Deere...
Chapter XII On the way back to Pasadena, George and Terry talked about the logistics of moving. “How much stuff do you have in that trailer?” terry asked. “Oh, not much, really. Some spare VW parts, a tired old broken down sofa, a TV, my instrument and stand and light and other music stuff, two straight chairs and a couple of folding chairs, some dishes and pots and pans, whatever food’s in the fridge, and Isolde’s and my clothes. That’s pretty much it. Most of the rest of the stuff in there...
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