The Hurricane of 2020Chapter 20
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It was a busy Monday morning, and the long line of weary faces at Costa proved the point. Aidan waited patiently, going through his emails on his Blackberry as he stood in line. Realizing that the queue was being held up longer than usual, he looked up from his phone to see a blonde woman in a suit, sheepishly rummaging through her bag for some loose change.
‘I’m so sorry, I’m sure I have it in here somewhere.’
The cashier rolled his eyes, contempt written all over his face, and tapped his foot impatiently as the flustered woman struggled to find the cash for her morning coffee. Irked at the nonchalance of others, Aidan was reaching for his wallet to help out when the brunette in front of him beat him to it and kindly proffered the necessary quarter. The blonde woman thanked her, grateful at the simple gesture of kindness, and he watched the brunette laugh off the situation with a friendly grin. That’s when he noticed that she was very pretty.
She had the clean, sharp features that were so popular with high street models these days: deep set eyes, defined brows and a perfect nose. But while the models were dead set on looking bored, glum and just plain cool, her face carried a smile with such ease. He would’ve kept looking, but his phone buzzed angrily with a new email, and after shooting back a quick reply, he looked up and she was gone.
By 11 in the morning his temples were throbbing. The draft of papers needed for the Heyland acquisition were a mess, littered with poorly crafted clauses and overtly gimmicky language — but worse still, he was in one of his moods. Clicking about revealed the criminal who authored the offending document — a certain Gwyneth Kenner. He’d had a bad morning, and wanted to defuse, so he picked up the phone on the desk and punched 0. ‘Lucy, please send me — Gwyneth Kenner. Thank you.’ Scrolling through the document revealed a progressively expanding mass of absolute gibberish, punctuated by the timely knock on the door. ‘Come in.’ And that’s when she stepped in.
This was Gwyneth Kenner? The brunette from coffee this morning? She stood in front of him, her hands placed awkwardly behind her back, as she greeted him hesitantly. He was surprised, but it passed in a heartbeat — the blood pounding in his head a reminder of the ghastly document on his computer.
‘Right, Ms. Kenner. I have here a copy of your work for the Heyland file, and I just want to know what the fuck you’re trying to do over here, because for the life of me, I don’t see a reason for you to still be on this team.’ His voice sounded like bullets being fired out of a gun.
Shock rippled through her pretty face, although she remained composed, and quickly became puzzled. ‘But…’ she paused ‘…but I’m not on the Heyland file. I’m with the Brooks and Whitmore merger, and have absolutely nothing to do with the Heyland account.’
’So would you mind telling me why your name is on this document?’ he swiveled the screen to face her. Bewildered, her eyes scanned through the document, widening at what she saw, her frown deepening as she went along.
’This…isn’t my work.’ she scrolled through rapidly ‘I’ve written this part before. Months ago. This was for the RBS fund project — but – how -‘
She was clearly at a loss for words. Aidan leaned back in his chair and ran his fingers through his hair. ‘Of course. Plagiarized document. And the birdbrain who did this didn’t have the brains to fucking change the author’s name on the document,’ he punched at the phone again. ‘Lucy, who is updating me on the Heyland file? Gavin Cross. I see. Thank you.’ He hung up. Gwyneth closed her eyes. Of course it was Gavin. Scheming little bastard. Pretty boy could never get anything done right, and trust him to have leeched a file off her computer when she wasn’t looking. She rolled her eyes and breathed sharply, unwilling to face the man behind the desk. The atmosphere in the room couldn’t get any more awkward as she stood there, feeling wrong footed — like a child being chastised in the principal’s office on mistaken grounds.
He broke the silence. ‘Well, I’m terribly sorry about that,’ he said, in a much warmer tone. ‘It was very rude of me, and I take full responsibility — and I’m sure the original work was well worth copying.’ He gave a wry smile. She half-smiled in return, too terrified to reply, and hastily excused herself from the office.
Holy hell. Aidan Scodelario was every bit as intimidating as she’d heard about. The prized son of the firm’s founding family — educated at both Oxford and Yale, he had a reputation for being one of the brightest minds in the legal field. His summer internship at Bear Sterns rocketed him to fame, even though he was all but nineteen of age – and as he sat for his final exams, he was already consulting major banks on the finer points of floating stock trades and investment bonds. But that wasn’t all about him. ‘Demanding’ was the word most commonly used to describe him — having been around the brightest minds since his school years, he expected no less from the people he worked with, and the icy glare he gave so freely earned him the office nickname Berg — short for iceberg.
Being alone in the same room as him for the first time, and being so coldly interrogated by him allowed her to understand why he was so terrifying. He had inherited his father’s ice blue eyes, a blue so pale they were almost crystal, accentuated by his uncharacteristically high cheekbones and a strong, angular jaw. Seeing that face clenched taut in anger had scared her into a stuttering, stumbling mess, something completely unlike her real self, and she had to admit that he was a force to be reckoned with, beyond the office myth.
She staggered back to her desk, still shaken by the experience. ‘Oooh,’ Dylan Foreman, who sat in the desk opposite hers, leaned forward eagerly, ‘What’d he say to you?’
‘He thought I did the Heyland forms and asked me what the fuck I thought I was doing. And believe it or not, I think that was his opening sentence to me.’
‘Whoa, that’s pretty brutal,’ he nodded, making a sturgeon face. ‘But wait, you’re-‘
‘Yup. Told him that, and get this — Gavin took my agreement for the RBS deal last year and worked his magic on it, ‘ she paused for effect ‘then submitted it to the berg.’ Dylan’s face lit up in a grin of disbelief.
‘No way!’ he chuckled ‘Well it could’ve been worse,’ he offered, trying to console her.
‘Trust me, it was bad enough on its own. The man’s a living nightmare. I mean, would it kill him to not be so intimidating every once in a while?’
‘Oh come on, he’s not that bad.’
‘Oh, really? How about you go into his office and help me get some files I need? I mean, since you’re not scared of him at all…’
‘Not a chance in hell. You know, I’m pretty sure if anyone was going to be Batman, he would be. He seems just like the type who roams the night as a vigilante, beating bad people with high tech gadgets…’ he made punching motions in the air. ‘Just sayin’.’
‘So…you’re saying that I just got yelled at by Batman?’
‘Precisely.’
‘And how is any of this relevant to anything?’
‘It’s not,’ he said innocently, taking a sip of his coffee as he did so ‘just voicing out a cool point.’
‘You’re a poster child for ADHD, you know? Sometimes I wish there was a way I could take a look into that psychedelic little head of yours.’
‘This psychedelic head,’ he tapped at his temple, ‘memorizes Tolstoy verbatim. And kicks your ass at Call of Duty. Is that the green-eyed monster I smell? Bam!’
She rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to her laptop. For all his idiosyncrasies, Dylan was one of her closest friends. They’d met in law school, where they discovered that they both grew up in the same neighborhood, and have been best friends ever since. Upon graduation, they both applied to Lynch, Scodelario and Ackham — one of th
e largest law firms in the country — and negotiated their way into being seated beside each other in the office. Through the many years of their friendship, everyone they met commented on how cute they were together — but the friendship never progressed beyond a purely platonic one, and it became apparent that it would be that way forever.
Thursday afternoon was sluggish — she was waiting, with increasing agitation, for an email that was supposed to have been sent an hour ago — and she wasn’t feeling too productive. Utterly bored, she decided to browse through one of her favorite websites, the one for a nearby art gallery, and a notice for an upcoming exhibition caught her eye. Excited, she began clicking and scrolling through the multitude of photos on the site, until she had a feeling that she was being watched. She looked up at Dylan, who looked back at her with wide, unblinking eyes.
‘What’s up?’ Gwyneth asked.
‘The Miyami collection, apparently,’ a deep British male voice answered.
She spun around in panic to find Aidan standing behind her, hands in pockets, staring at her with a blank expression. She quickly closed all windows, heart pounding through her chest and fear running thick through her veins. ‘I’m very sorry,’ she said coolly, ‘and I promise it won’t happen again, sir.’
’I wouldn’t worry about it,’ he remarked with a trace of amusement in his voice as he walked away. ‘Carry on.’ After he left, Dylan drew a line across his neck with his finger, making slicing noises as he did so. Gwyneth pulled a face at his gesture, before flipping him the bird and burying her face in her hands. What a day, she groaned, pinching her nose bridge. As if to taunt her, the computer beeped brightly. ‘New E-Mail Message Received.’
She glared at the screen. ‘You have got to be kidding me.’
A few hours later, she was typing furiously, pausing only to take deep gulps of coffee when Dylan popped by her desk. ‘How’s work?’ She sighed, leaned back and stretched her hands, popping her knuckles as she did so. ‘Killer. What about you?’ He shook his head, his long curly hair tumbling back and forth.
‘Such a fuckup. Dinner soon?’
She blew out a deep breath and thumbed through a thick stack of papers. ‘Apparently, meals will have to be a luxury I cannot afford,’ shrugging her shoulders, ‘but you have fun. Get something in you, you look beat.’
Out of habit, he ruffled her hair as he was leaving. ‘I’ll buy you a sandwich or something. I know, I know, whole grain, no tomatoes, extra mayo. And oh,’ he turned to face her while walking backwards ‘the berg wants to see you in his office.’ He held up his hands and raised his eyebrows to indicate I-don’t-know-why, and rushed off before she could question him.
Staring at herself in the bathroom mirror, she re-tied her straight hair into a fresh ponytail and tugged at her shirt in an attempt to make herself look more presentable. She could feel her insides sinking already, dreading every step to the door of his office, towards an almost certain doom.
He was engrossed in his work when she rapped on the door.
‘Come in.’
She shuffled in awkwardly, the tension visible in her gait. ‘You wanted to see me?’
Aidan looked up, and his face brightening as he saw her. ‘Ah, Ms. Kenner,’ his voice was friendly, a stark contrast to their prior meeting. ‘Please, have a seat.’ She settled into one of the plush chairs opposite his, unnerved by the sudden warmth in his demeanor.
‘I’m sorry if I’m keeping you at work, and this shouldn’t take a minute — are you in a hurry?’ She shook her head no. ‘I see. Well,’ he leaned forward, crystal eyes meeting hers –
‘I just wanted to apologize, personally, for the misunderstanding that day in regards to the Heyland file. It’s been a while since the incident, and my tardy apology in itself makes it a double faux pas. I hope that it will not color your opinion of me.’ He gave a small, cynical laugh. ‘Unless, of course, it’s already too late. In any case, I’m sorry, Ms. Kenner.’ He was apologizing about that? Talk about awkward situations with your boss.
‘Please, call me Gwyneth.’
‘Right. Gwyneth.’ The smile on his face was surprisingly infectious, and Gwyneth felt the corner of her lips lifting. ‘I’m sorry about my behavior the other day.’
She could feel herself blushing. ‘Mr. Scodelario, it was nothing, really –‘
‘Please, call me Aidan.’
She hesitated, unsure of how to proceed. ‘Um, Aidan,’ the name rolled off her tongue experimentally ‘I fully understand that it was just a case of mistaken identity, and while the apology is a nice thought, I’m afraid there isn’t much to be sorry for.’
Her stomach clenched as the words tumbled out of her mouth. Why was she drawing out a painfully awkward situation, arguing with a polite apology from her boss? Stupid, stupid, stupid — she wished desperately for an excuse to leave, any reason at all.
‘Well,’ his voice was all businesslike and formal now ‘if so, then, please take this as a small token of good will.’ He held up an envelope made of stiff, creamy paper.
She gingerly took it from his hands and opened it to reveal two tickets to the Miyami art exhibition. She was floored, all the wind knocked out of her stomach, too stunned to react at first, but she quickly stuffed it back into the envelope and gave it back to him. ‘I…I can’t, Mr. Scodelario. Thank you, thank you very much, but I…this is too much.’
He frowned and shook his head. ‘No, I insist — it’s an excellent collection, and you simply cannot miss it.’
She opened her mouth to protest, but he interrupted her before she could say anything.
‘Look, they’re just tickets. Haruka Miyami is one of the pioneers in Neo-Dadaism, and to have his works circle Ameringer Yohe is an absolute rarity – so here’s my advice, from an art aficionado to another — take the tickets. Enjoy the exhibition. Don’t just see it from a computer screen.’ She grimaced at the mention of the incident, but his voice was gentle and persuasive. ‘Experience it in real life. Don’t make it harder than necessary. Just take them.’
He held them out again, eyebrows raised, and she couldn’t find it in herself to say no, so she reluctantly reached out to take the envelope. ‘Thank you very much, Mr. Scodelario,’ ‘Ah,’ he pulled the envelope away slightly. ‘It’s Aidan. Mr. Scodelario is my father, so that name can wait till I’m all wrinkled and gray.’ She smiled sheepishly, and continued to thank him profusely.
As she munched on her sandwich, finishing up with the day’s work, she couldn’t stop glancing at the envelope tacked to her board, constantly thinking about how odd the circumstances were. But by the time she gathered her jacket and beeped her car open, her spirits were at an all time high and she was looking forward to attending the event.
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Aidan had just finished talking to an old acquaintance from Harvard when he spotted her. She was admiring a painting, hands behind her back with her head cocked to one side and he stopped to admire her for a bit. Her outfit was effortlessly stylish — black jeans, pale ecru shirt and a dove gray blazer with black lapels, finished off with pointy black pumps. She was clearly dressed for off duty, her makeup heavier than usual and her hair let loose.
The spotlights glowed warmly on her hair, making it look glossier than ever. She had a waif-like stature, so delicate and slender he wondered if she would break at the slightest touch. Yet there was a certain coolness in her eyes, a kind of easy grace with which she moved – perhaps she was a dancer? Her hand moved up to tuck a stray tendril of hair behind her ear and his stomach clenched a little. There was something in the way she’d done it that made it seem so sexy – with any other woman, it would’ve looked like more like vain preening, but she made it seem so casual and relaxed. So natural. In that moment, he ached to try
it for himself – to stand in front of her and brush on that part of her skin with gentle fingers.
Gwyneth was lost in her thoughts, marveling at the colored canvas in front of her until he approached her.
‘Gwyneth,’ he said, smiling warmly ‘glad you could make it.’
‘Aidan, how nice to see you,’ she shook his hand. ‘Thanks again for inviting me. It’s been an incredible experience.’ He could see the excitement in her eyes, her face more effervescent than he’d seen at the office, simple joy bubbling off her skin in a pleasant aura. They both turned to face the painting.
‘Miracle 253,’ he quipped. ‘One of my favorites ever.’
She smiled as she nodded. ‘Mine too. There’s just something about this that’s so…’ she gestured while deciding on a word ‘…magnetic. That’s it. Magnetic. It’s not just the brushwork, or the colors, or the vision. Can’t quite put my finger on it, but I can’t stop looking at it either.’
He looked at her with a blank expression. ‘I just like it for the colors. Blue, gray, black. Very pretty.’ He said wryly. She stifled a giggle and hid her smile behind her hand. ‘So, can I offer you the Aidan Scodelario tour of the place? No drab facts about realism and the deconstruction of society through the paradigm of colors at all that jazz. I’ll just point out the ones I find aesthetically pleasing.’ She was laughing out loud now, relaxed by the easy smile on his face. He could be charming when he wanted to, and he clearly had a sense of humor.
‘That would be very helpful, thank you.’
As they ambled slowly through the brightly lit gallery, their chatter livened as they went along. They clearly had plenty in common — similar interests, hobbies and opinions — and in no time, they were talking like old friends. She was surprised at the ease at which they conversed, and how comfortable she felt with him, considering that just a few days ago he had so sternly rebuked her in icy tones, but he was a different person tonight. Here and now, he wasn’t her superior, not her boss, not the berg, but a friendly new acquaintance she was becoming fast friends with.
‘Is this your first time here?’ he asked, handing her a glass of prosecco.
‘I’ve been here once before – the Barnett Newman exhibition in July?’
‘Ah,’ he nodded in understanding. ‘I’ve heard a lot about that one. I was very keen on securing one of his pieces, but they withdrew it from sale at the last minute.’
She gave him a sympathetic look. ‘That’s a shame. It would’ve been such a darling to own.’
‘Oh well,’ he shrugged his shoulders. ‘You know what they say. If you can’t get a Newman, settle for Robert Motherwell.’
‘Or if you’re really that desperate, just frame up a blank canvas and tell people it’s an Ulzaria.’
He threw his head back in laughter. God, she didn’t think that he ever laughed out loud like that. ‘Don’t let Simmons hear you,’ he lowered his voice and pointed at the elderly gentleman a few feet away. ‘He’ll have you burned at the stake for blasphemy.’
She stifled a giggle. ‘Look, you’re free to judge me for what I’m about to say – I love art, and I do consider myself to be quite open-minded, but there are some pieces that make me question my ability to be pretentious. Abstract? Sure. But sometimes it’s just plain crap. Even if it’s neo-destructionalism meets cubist utopia, or whatever you want to call it.’
His nose twitched as he tried to stay deadpan. ‘The appropriate response would be to politely agree with you, stick to my guns and defend the creative young minds that strive to push the boundaries of expression in art.’ He tugged at his earlobe and leaned closer.
‘But I find that I must admit – you’re absolutely right. There was this exhibit I went to – and I’m being absolutely serious here – which consisted entirely of plastic phalluses painted in a myriad of colors. I’m no prude, but words cannot begin to describe how uncomfortable I was.’
‘You’re missing the point,’ Gwyneth feigned a businesslike air, a playful smile twitching at her lips . ‘It’s about the amorphous male form and the ambiguity that enslaves us all.’
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The Construction Crew I was surprised to find a ‘Road Construction Crew’ way out there in the boondocks repairing a small bridge. The flagman held the ‘stop sign’ facing me so I slowed to a full stop. I must have waited there for two full minutes before he turned the sign and motioned me to the far side of the road and to keep my speed down. As I waited there not one car came toward me. When I started out I could feel every eye on me. It was a warm summer day and my windows were...
Hi Everybody…. This incident happened unexpectedly on an official trip….but on the whole was very erotic and memorable…….. Let me introduce myself… 29 M, 6ft, 32wst, 70kg fair-wheatish complex…..from banglore..near Marathahalli… I am not much in to gay sex and all but definitely njoy getting my cock sucked along with a good nude massage. Also like to get my ass rimmed and little bit of fingering too. Have fantasized about group sex and couple of guys fondling me together….Even I like the...
Gay MaleEven with a butt plug in her ass Mumtaz was like a spider in court, trapping the counter-arguments of her opposition in the spider web of her wit and skills. The first hearing was a success, but there was more to come. Alex was more than happy. He was enchanted. “Knew it! You can’t take failure as an option,” he said to Mumtaz. “Come home tomorrow night, let’s party,” Alex said with a firm handshake. Mumtaz didn’t have time to waste here. The plug was making her uncomfortable. This was her...
Discovery, it was a possibility they lived with each time they hooked up and it was why they always exercised extreme caution. They believed that they were safe today as it was still early, but they were wrong. The teens were unaware that they were being watched because their focus was directed at each other and in this state of mind, nothing else existed.Sixteen-year-old Scott was on top of Randi who was also sixteen and forcefully thrusting his rock hard cock inside her tight wetness and then...
IncestRealityLovers! What is the most useful application of virtual reality technology that we have available to us today? If you answered porn, you would probably be right. I mean, I don’t know about you, but I can’t think of any better use of virtual reality. Sure, maybe it could be used to help train cops or firefighters before they have to go out into the field and put themselves in highly dangerous, life-threatening circumstances. But I don’t know, porn still seems to be the best way to use it...
VR Porn SitesI am a 35 year old man who has had a crush on my best friend's mother since I was young. She is 63 years old and is a very large bbw woman with huge 46E tits and a huge fat round ass with thick thighs and a fat belly.Over the years, we would have this continuing flirtatious relationship between us. She never knew that I used to sniff her dirty panties and shoot my loads in her panties. I would also sometimes try and sneak a peak when she was showering or getting dressed. She had the body I...
I busted my hymen with my mother’s vibrator long before I had had sex with a guy. It was one afternoon when I came home from school. It was a cloudy day outside. Mom was gone, so I went into her room to use her toys. Well I convinced myself to shove one of her vibes deep inside my pussy. I remember grabbing a magazine and flipping it open to these pictures of these two women sucking on a big dick. I turned on the vibrator and began to play. Then I saw a picture where the guy was...
The hotel ballroom was filled with screams as naked women were dragged to the mattresses laid out on the floor for their rape. The six had been chosen by the soldiers from among the wives and daughters of their defeated enemy following a coup in the South American country. Senior officers and NCOs had the first pick. General Alvarez Sanchez stood watching with his arms around Carina Lau Lopez and her daughter Kelly, kneading the smooth bodies. He was squeezing Carina's firm buttocks with one...
Group SexHello readers, this is my first story about my true sexual encounters with my sweet n sexy Sali (my wife’s younger sister). My id is: I am Sahil, a bank officer by profession. Though currently in Lucknow, I have my sasural (in law’s home) in Noida. I have to travel a lot for the audit of bank’s branches. In my sasural, I have my in laws and a sweet Sali Neha. She is just 18 years old and from the first day of my marriage I like her very much, though not in a wrong manner. But as she got sexier...
CHAPTER 1 It was Friday evening. Bill and Connie sat at their kitchen tablediscussing the final preparations for the party. Their son Jimmy, and Kim, his girlfriendwho lived next door, had just left to pick up Angela. She was one of Kim's friendsand was due to be initiated into the club tonight. It really hadn't been necessary to pick her up since she only lived onthe next block, but it made it easier to tell Angela's parents a convincing story ifthey thought a group of the k**s were...
“Seems fitting,” I think, imagining Dom as a tall dark-haired muscular man. His broad shoulders tower over me, his chest hair covering rippling pecs. “Puts Jacob to shame…” I muse. I imagine he’s the type of man who lifts weights not to just impress girls but to be able to hold girls. Hold girls down. Own them. He controls them. I imagine Dom striding through the office door. He’s calm, collected, and knows what he wants: me. I imagine his massive hand reaching out, taking hold...
As I followed Sally in I could see Joyce and Mag’s chatting Aunty Joyce smiled, Sally said that herself and I was going in her bedroom for a while and listen to some music Mag’s nodded her head as Joyce said you 2 behave in there and laughed, Yer right I sure wasn’t going to be a gentleman, as sally shut the door she told me to sit in the chair and smiled saying now no playing with yourself, I laughed and said of cause I won’t you can do that after and winked.I sat opposite her as she removed...
I became Stephens sissy on that hot summer night a long time ago you see Stephen was my best friend since grammar school we hung out and played together since I could remember he was my best friend and I his we were inseparable until we got to be teenagers and met girls then we only hung out once in a while we were too busy trying to get some pussy you know those hormones were raging and we responded to the call anyway we both wound up marrying and then losing two girls his was a slut from day...
Flirtatious SlutWe have been together just over five years which is broken down as two years boyfriend girlfriend and three years husband and wife. My wife Colleen has always been the friendly flirtatious type and she has the face and figure to drive men wild, which I always assumed was her objective when she was teasing and flirting with guys. She has always dressed immaculately but somewhat conservative except when we would be going in to town dancing or heading to a party somewhere. Then she...
Sorry if the title is misleading, but young sex and i****tuous sex are the turn-ons for girls like myself and horny guys wanting a dirty female for fun. Of course as a girl on the legal limit, getting a man inside you is just a nod or a wink away. Drinking from a beer bottle and noticing a guy eyeing you, is fun when you give the bottle an extra push into your mouth and withdraw it with a lip sucking extraction, slow and deliberate, to get the message across that this could be your cock and...
Daniel opened his eyes. He was very early that morning. But he got up anyway. He went to the kitchen, took a cup of coffee and watched through the window the misty weather. He thought he never got used to the view of the sea yet, and maybe he would never get totally used to it. He grew in the shadow of the mountains; how could he get used to the sea?“Life can be quite strange” he thought while drinking his coffee “who could imagine I would live so close to the sea?”He came back into the bed,...
Eventually he decided to purchase another, or perhaps some more women for his harem. It was quite something to think that he had a harem of his own. Nobody in THMA would believe that! Consulting his Chief Eunuch, he discovered that women could be bought quite cheaply at one or other of the frequent auctions, so he arranged to attend one. Naturally, in a country where a man's status depended on maximising the number of slaves in a household, a gentleman did not bid himself. He merely looked...
When I awoke the next morning, I felt like I had been reenergized somehow. I got washed and headed for the kitchen for my first cup of coffee. To my utter astonishment, Myrna wasn't there. I had already started a pot of coffee before I made the mistake of looking at the clock. It was only five in the morning, but I felt like I had slept for ten hours. Neither my shoulder nor side was hurting, which I was happy about, because I had a full day today. I was taking my first sip of coffee when...
Chapter 25 of Wife’s StoryIt’s been close to three weeks since Mel left for Florida and in the meantime, Jaycee has been hard at work studying for her real estate license as her focus from her accounting career has taken a different course.Since arriving in Florida, Mel was invited to stay with Julie and Christine while he worked his network looking for a new position to accept. Mel was in heaven staying with the lesbian couple; during the day Christine and Mel would fuck and suck and in the...
This is a incident which happened two years back when I joined a new firm.the story is about my boss mrs kusum chaddha.after and before this incident I had lesbian sex with many women who were younger than me.in college I did lesbian sex with girls but this was the best and most memorable was with mrs kusum chaddha who is older than me.By her experience and perfection she gave me lovely orgasm.she was the best.I was new in firm I was not much familiar to her as she was from different...
We were on vacation and had stopped to get a bite to eat. Joy, as usual, was wearing as little as legally possible showing lots of skin. While we were eating I noticed a table of guys looking over at Joy and talking among themselves and also to some guys at another table. I told Joy and she looked over at them and gave them one of her sexy "come and get it smiles". When we finished eating Joy said she would be right back and got up and headed toward the table of guys. I watched as she bent over...
Group SexSharon was sitting at the breakfast table alone, cum slowly dripping from her mouth down on her naked tits. She'd just finished sucking off her two sons before they went to their summer job, her husband left before breakfast.She was thinking back when it had all started, it was almost four years ago now. They were living in a nice neighbourhood, both had good jobs and they had two wonderful c***dren, two sons. In their earlier days of marriage they had a wonderful sex life, both very interested...
Tenía 18 años cuando mi viejo, me cogió por primera vez.Desde hacia varios años me fui a vivir con mi papá, vivíamos los dos solos y nuestra relación de padre e hijo siempre fue muy liberal. Era normal para mi ver desnudo a mi viejo, y por más que me calentaba nunca insinué nada.Esa noche de verano de mucho calor, mi papá entra a mi cuarto mientras yo dormía, el ruido de la puerta hizo que me despertara, al notar eso me dice Papá: - Uhhh, perdoname, no sabía que ya estabas dormido, queres tomar...
Introduction: Brought to you by Penetration Publications. Thank You. Bob and his sister were going to their seventeen year old cousins house. Their cousins name was Sam. Sams father had died last week in his classroom. He was found dead, riddled with bullets. A grenade had killed a student of his. Bobs mom was driving he and his sister to spend some time with Sam. They were in their mothers tropical sea metallic colored Toyota Corolla. When they got to their house, their mother dropped them...
It had been a long time since I ran into B - both busy with life, doing our thing and both with our individual partners now. I hadn't been with another guy since my last outing with B - out of sight, out of mind, right? Last Saturday, shopping at a local mall, guess who I ran into? Yup, B!I'll skip the 'catching up over coffee' hour and bring you straight to his bed.His bf was out of town for two weeks. My gf was with her friends for the day. I'm walking through B's front door, knowing I'm...
My first story, please give me feedback.September 23rd 2010 Dear diary, I lost my virginity yesterday to a guy I meet last year named Brandon. We had met through a mutual friend last year and he has been trying to fuck me ever since then. After a little hesitation and persuasion, I finally decided to meet him at his place( it was technically his aunt's place but she was gone on vacation). When I got there, there were 2 other guys sitting on the couch who he called his "play brothers". Not...
First TimeAZNSWAG here in toronto , canada ! i dont even know how to start this .. because everything i can sense and feel is still so fresh .. and im by no means an author .. this story is gonna be as raw as it gets lololol .. i think what happened this week will be stuck with me for the rest of my life.. im only writing this now because it is sunday.. and now it is time for me to recover and get some rest for what remaining time i have before i end up going back out for more debauchery.... but i also...
James’ and my passions had been so intense the prior night that we both slept later than our norm, though as usual I awoke before him. By now I knew his habits, and I knew by the depth of his snores that he would not awake if I made my usual attempt, that is to say by suckling his cock with my lips and tongue. Climbing from his bed, I made my way to my bath and began running my bath water. I had just climbed into the tub, when I heard a faint knock at my door, and acting upon my suspicions,...
Tonight I was all alone in the office. Since the past week, I decided to do overtime to earn a little more. I was nineteen years old and was working hard to be an independent girl. I was feeling tired, but I had to work more. As there was noone in the office to keep an eye on me, I decided to take a few minutes rest. I got up from the chair and went to the washroom to freshen up. I looked at my reflection in the bathroom mirror. I looked tired but still fuckable. I always find myself quite sexy...
Office SexThis is a story that started 6 yrs ago. I consider screwing my maid within a fortnight of employing them and till date I have had scores of them. However, this one proved a hard nut to crack, partly because I was also being extra cautious. I had employed this lady who was 30 yrs of age with 3 kids, she was a small make boobs were like fried eggs but she had a nice rump which somehow caught my attention since it had a vertical shift when she walked around. Apart from which she was vey hygienic &...
Lover's Wish Chapter 1 It all started when I was driving home from college on a Friday night. There was nothing special about that night. I just got paid from work, so I was pretty happy. I stopped in front of my girlfriend's house. I grabbed the flowers I had bought for her, and walked towards her front door. She must have heard my car door shut, because she was waiting for me at the door. Alyssa was gorgeous! 5'6", blonde hair down to the middle of her back, green eyes, and...