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Andy Ash, having his first meal of the day on Sunday at 4:00 pm after attending a party the previous day that began at noon for lunch and wrapped up about 9:30 pm that night as far as he could remember, received a call from a babe called Mystique who now called herself Misty.
He had no idea who she was or what she wanted but assumed he was about to find out.
‘A name like yours suggest a high-class model or… um…’
‘A hooker?’
Andy realized he was in trouble. ‘Oh I could never say that.’
‘You didn’t,’ she said icily. ‘You left it for me to finish your sentence.’
He muttered sorry and was told not to worry, she’d had women even suggest that to her.
‘I am not working as a model who takes bit parts on TV advertisements,’ she said. ‘I took time off for a break and have decided not to resume work for the time being.’
‘Oh that’s nice. Why?’
‘Why?’ she said icily and added that was none of his business.
‘My stepmother appears to have a wrong opinion of you. She told me you are charmingly urbane, good-looking and really know how to talk to women.’
‘Oh really? And who is step-mommy?’
‘I call her Rebecca. You probably call her Mrs Marsh.’
‘Yes I work alongside a Rebecca Marsh. What is your father’s name?’
‘Wallace.’
Gary was shocked into silence.
The babe demanded, ‘Why has that switched you off.’
‘I-I confused about this. Why would Rebecca refer you to me? She is very suspicious that I, um, that I exploit women.’
‘So you think this is a test?’
Andy swallowed and lied he hadn’t thought of that.
‘Ah I know. Rebecca told me you had come to work for them after being pushed out of your previous job. She would have interviewed you initially because she always interviews applicants for executive positions. You are scared that you might make a pass at me and I’d run and tell mommy.’
‘Um this supposition is becoming rather deep and loose. May I ask why are you calling?’
‘I’m calling because I’d like a young male to come and have dinner at this apartment with me. I’m missing young male company. My husband is half-way through an eight-week specialized training course in surgery in Edinburgh, Scotland. I’d also like Jennifer to see you.’
‘Is Jennifer your maid?’
‘God this is hard going. No Jennifer is my 5-month old daughter. I don’t wish her to cry in fear through not being used to the sight of young men when her father comes home. Gary my husband would be devastated.’
‘But that would last only a few hours. I’ve heard babies are very adaptable and I know males are used to being rejected to females.’
‘Oh I hadn’t thought of that. Anyway can you come over for dinner?’
‘When?’
‘As soon as you finish what you are doing.’
Andy wondered if she thought he was masturbating. Perhaps not.
‘What say in an hour’s time?’
‘That’s fine, I’ll try to keep Jennifer awake,’ Misty said, giving Andy the address.
Andy pushed the buzzer and heard Misty call, ‘Come in, I left the door unlocked because I need to sit and express milk.’
Not really taking that in, Andy marched in and stopped, the flowers he was holding out were shaking.
‘Er gee.’
‘Oh that’s intelligent comment. Haven’t you seen a woman expressing surplus milk before?’
‘God no.’
‘Oh I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking but as least you get to see my boobs instead of wondering about them.’
Well that was as good as an invitation. Andy took a good look at her tits and his mouth watered.
‘Would you like to taste some milk?’
‘Andy’s mouth went dry and he gasped, ‘No thanks.’
‘I haven’t set you up Andy to give me something to tell Rebecca about.’
‘That’s fine.’
‘Stand over Jennifer by the window. I put her bassinette there so the light softens your face and you won’t look so menacing to her.
The kid had its eyes shut and Andy went, ‘Goo, goo. Glug, glug and made a hissing sound.
‘Oh you’ve had experience with infants?’
‘No.’
Andy looked back down and had a wondrous experience. The kid opened her eyes and Andy saw those were the most incredible blue eyes he’d ever seen.’
‘Her blue eyes are incredible, much better than yours.’
‘Oh thanks Andy. I thought when you were over here your eyes were glued to my boobs.’
Standing with his back to Misty, Andy said, ‘You are not wearing lipstick, you have a dimple only on the left side our your mouth, you have had your teeth whitened professionally, your ear studs are blue, probably sapphires, your hair has a light colored streak through the middle and your tits are 34D, probably up from your natural 34B.
‘Omigod,’ she said, sounding astounded. ‘Smile at Jennifer and leave her to go to sleep because she’d just been fed and winded. Sit beside me and try expressing milk. Rebecca said I may well be impressed by you and she wasn’t wrong about that. Go wash your hands first.’
Andy sat beside her and holding his hands clear said, ‘Kiss me.’
She sighed and said well he was a fast worker. She kissed him sweetly.
He took the bottle and circled the nipple and squeezed.
‘No that’s not the right technique and don’t be so hard. I’m not a cow.’
She taught him the gentle coaxing technique and he marveled.
Misty then finished the job and said, ‘Would you like to taste my milk?’
He nodded and reached for the bottle in her hand but she said, no from the nipple.
Andy sucked fearlessly, knowing it was only milk rather than something revolting and suddenly Misty was cooing, asking did he like it, and she was stroking the side of his face. Andy’s cock leaped erect but he didn’t mind. This was supposed how it was meant to be, er perhaps, woman using her wiles to get man used to having a baby enter their life.
Hmmm.
‘Now don’t be greedy,’ Misty laughed. ‘Lift up and kiss me.’
Two minutes later, Misty put on her bra and top and started dinner while Andy was told to put the bassinet against the wall by the bed in the main bedroom and to be gentle because he’d be carrying precious Jennifer.
Andy performed that task fearlessly and arrived back in the kitchen to find a wine had been poured for him.
‘Where’s yours?’
‘I haven’t drunk alcohol since I conceived Jennifer and won’t start again until I no longer feed her.
‘Then have a wine. You fed her last a half hour ago.’
Misty sighed.
Andy had just arrived in his office next morning when Rebecca came in looking for a fight, slamming the door shut.
‘I trusted you referring you to Misty.’
‘Yeah and I performed well, I didn’t drop Jennifer.’
‘I’m not talking about that Andy. You slept with her last night.’
Andy laughed and said no way.
‘You did. Misty told me you stayed the night.’
‘Yeah that’s true but did she tell you I slept on the lounge sofa, alone.’
‘No.’
‘And did she tell you we did or didn’t have sex?’
‘No.’
‘Well we didn’t.’
‘Oh god. Oh Andy, I am so sorry. Here let me kiss you.’
She had Andy in a big hug when someone knocked, the door opened and Brigit, the young blonde computer graphics designer, came in and saw the couple embracing.
‘Omigod, I apologize,’ she said red-faced and she darted out and closed the door softly.
‘Omigod,’ Rebecca groaned.
Andy grinned and said, ‘See how easy it is to get the wrong impression.’
‘Don’t rub it in,’ Rebecca groaned even louder. ‘What do we do?’
‘We do nothing and reply on Brigit being mature enough not to spread her dirty thoughts around the office.’
Rebecca left and went out and with relief saw Brigit was still the only one to have arrived in the general office.
‘Did you wish to see me Brigit?’
‘Coming,’ she said and clos
ing the door said, ‘Do I get a kiss too.’
Andy sighed and kissed her and told her to sit and went around his desk.
‘Brigit, I wish to tell your something.’
‘I don’t think Mrs Marsh is your type Andy and would not be one to spread around what I saw.’
‘Eh?’
‘I don’t think you two were about to have sex when I came into this office a few minutes ago.’
Andy nodded and gave Brigit a condensed version of that had happened from the time he’d visited her stepdaughter the previous evening.’
‘That’s a perfect logical explanation and I believe it.’
‘Thanks for being so level-headed and reasonable Brigit. Now what did you wish to discuss.’
‘Mom has given me two tickets to an ice show on Friday night. I wanted to know if you would come with me and then take me to dinner.’
Andy thought of his recently imposed no fraternization policy and then thought of how Brigit had just let him and Rebecca off the hook.
Late on Saturday night, Andy was in Brigit’s bed in an apartment she shared with two other females who were not home yet. He was filling her tight cunt with hot dick and though that activity was immensely more enjoyable than being in his own apartment and suffering because of his inflexible no fraternization policy.
‘Wet your finger and work it up my butt Andy.’
Oh yes, 100 times better than being alone and spanking the monkey.
* * *
Andy called Misty and said he thought he should not visit her again because he had no wish to spike her relationship with her husband if neighbors began to talk, etcetera, and Rebecca had become snarky about his visit.
Misty sighed and said she agreed, she had her marriage to think about and he had his career to protect.
‘It’s a bit sad really,’ she said. ‘Sexually you were the best fit I’ve ever experienced and it was just that one night and now poof.’
‘I’m sorry.’
She said she understood and said goodbye and cut the call.
He’d only dated Brigit the once and she didn’t appear upset that he didn’t follow up and ask for further dates, so that was fine.
Perhaps more concerning was there were now long gaps between Linda’s visits. She appeared to be losing interest in him. Was he becoming less appealing to women? Now that could be a real worry. Perhaps that’s why guys married, so they had a fallback position?
That same week he received two contacts from the past: A letter from Angelina to say they were moving to Texas and she would like him to remain in contact and a phone call from his college buddy Rick asking Andy to be best man at his wedding.
Of course Andy accepted because he considered Rick a real neat guy. Also Rick had said some of the guys and girls from college had been invited and so it could be a bit of a reunion.
And that’s how it turned out. It was a great wedding, the bride appeared just right for Rick in Andy’s opinion and Rick’s mom tried to woo him to have sex with her but he escaped her clutches.
Andy claimed he was now reformed and half believed that statement.
He went early to be with Rick, spending two full days with him before the wedding day and they both agreed, drunk of course, they were the best pals ever.
Apart from Rick, the wedding was a cultural shock to Andy and left him feeling almost disoriented. Only one other former college pal wasn’t married. Four guys he and Rick used to run with were married and three females he and Rick used to sleep with quite regularly where there with husbands and they all had at least one kid being looked after back home.
Rick returned to Chicago feeling his life was stagnating. Married guys appeared to have this idea that unmarried guys were having a ball and perhaps they did some of the time. But those married guys didn’t realize as bachelors got older the girls they used to date thinned out dramatically because they married and were no longer accessible. Rick also had the sneaking feeling that despite the complaints of married guys about being tied down and told what they could eat and what they could do, they really did appear to be happy.
The former editor of the college newspaper Sally Jennings was at the wedding and Andy had been shocked to find that Rick had plowed her at least once every ten days for his last two years at college. Rick who’d plowed Sally a few times hadn’t been aware his best mate had even known Sally.
Then Sally had asked Andy was he married?
He replied no.
Was he engaged?
No.
Was he going with just the one woman regularly?
No.
Were the women he was dating single or married?
At that point he asked nosey Sally could they talk about something else.
‘God you have the morals of an alley cat,’ she said, walking away from him.
Andy more or less slunk back to Chicago. Linda welcomed him back after calling in for sex two nights after his return and he didn’t see her again for four weeks.
Rebecca said she wasn’t talking to him because he’d dumped Misty.
He confronted Rebecca, ‘For fuck sake, Misty is a married mother.’
‘So? Where is your chivalry? My stepdaughter was relying on your support in the absence of her husband. She is starved of communication with younger people.’
Andy walked away knowing Rebecca was in one of those females moods that no matter how the guy represented his position, she would counter it viciously.
He soldiered on, not really enjoying life and losing his interest in sex and women and assholes who had nothing better to do than to try to put him down.
Six weeks after the wedding, Sally Jennings-Adams called saying she and her husband were about to visit Chicago for a few days and she would like to see him.
‘But not for sex,’ she laughed easily. ‘My interest in being sexually rampant has gone. I would just like to continue contact, that’s all. Perhaps we could go to a show and late dinner?’
He agreed and a day later called Sally back at the smallish Midwest city where her husband was junior partner in a firm of accountant and he recommended they go to a touring Chinese show based on dance incorporating amazing acrobatics. She agreed and Rick also said he’d meet them at the airport and take them to their hotel.
As it turned out he saw Sally and her husband six times during the 10-days they visited and they obviously had a really great time. Most of that time he was partnered by a young divorcee and she and Sally shopped several times together.
‘Let’s stay in touch,’ Sally said at the airport when she hugged and kissed him. ‘I always had a soft spot for you. That was mainly because for a college guy you were not only interested in sex but were reliable and committed to what you had to do. Plus I like your smile.’
‘Yeah I’ll have to watch you two,’ Paul her husband laughed. ‘I’m glad you two have now leveled out to be ex-college friends.’
Andy laughed thinking Sally must have told Paul that Andy was one of the guys who banged her regularly at college. Well it was obvious Paul wasn’t offended and when the women went shopping, Andy and Paul had a couple of great sessions together bowling, chatting and laughing away very much like he and Rick used to carry on. That reminded Andy he rarely bonded with guys, he appeared driven toward females. Perhaps his father beating Andy when he was a kid/teenager had established that pattern?
He wondered if Sally had a mothering instinct to see him settled and she felt he should be doing a lot more with his life. At the wedding she shamelessly had revealed she’d been fucking his best friend Rick while also fucking him. When she’d called about her plans to visit Chicago he’d almost said spitefully, ‘Sally who?’
Instead he’d said listlessly, ‘Hi Sally’
‘Are you okay?’
‘Yes but I’m pining because I’m not married.’
‘Oh Rick is married and you are not, so it’s wedding envy is it?’
‘I suppose
so.’
Yes well she had gone on to discuss his feeling as if she were his mother.
* * *
Andy buried himself in his work. He led a team on a two-year project to progressively rebrand the company’s product labeling so when on the shelves of supermarkets and other stores, the products took on the ‘family appearance’ to consumers. It was a fundamental but the company had allowed its product range to grow like Topsy with no effort to coordinate labeling to attract consumer recognition.
Well the results, handled commercially with advertising support as ‘product re-launchings’ proved more successful in added sales than expected and he received a $10,000 and was told to arrange a 10-day vacation. He went to Mexico and returned refreshed and feeling his life was back on track. The resort where he stayed most of the time was packed with American businesswoman seeking renewal as well and, like Andy, many of them appeared to accept sex was a wonderful way to relax and he found himself in big demand.
‘How was it?’ Rebecca had asked when he returned to work.
‘Oh great. The resort was over-run by females looking for sex. I banged myself stupid.’
‘Yes and it serves you right fouling up a great opportunity to enjoy rest and renewal.’
She walked off muttering, leaving Andy wondering why she couldn’t see how fit and rested he was, and oozing good health? It would appear Rebecca was one of those females who didn’t find sex enjoyable/relaxing. Oh poor girl. Well sexually she’d never been attractive to him. In manner, he could picture her as the charge nurse in a theater where all the vasectomies were performed.
* * *
As the end to Andy’s three-year contract approached he began thinking of not negotiating contract renewal. It had been more than a year since he’d last seen Linda, they had just drifted apart. Perhaps she’d finally remembered she was married or perhaps she’d found a sex machine closer to her own age?
A couple of weeks later Sally called.
‘Are you engaged yet to a motherly woman?’
‘What are they?’
‘Oh god,’ she giggled. ‘I’m phoning because my sister who works for a newspaper in a big city in California and is visiting us, mentioned last night the company is looking for a director of business partnerships. The newspaper sponsors community projects and wishes to grow that activity. Our uncle is the CEO. I thought you have had a bit of newspaper experience and lots of promotional and marketing experience.’
‘Thanks for the thought but I have a well-paid job here.’
‘The newspaper will pay up to 200k for the right person.’
‘Eh?’
‘Oh I have your interest do I? The newspaper has a weekly circulation in excess of 230,000.’
Andy boarded a flight to California late afternoon on Friday and was interviewed next morning.
He’d recently gained his mater’s and it appeared he satisfied expectations academically and he had the impression he created keen interest when he explained in detail the work he’d been doing since leaving college and that he’d had worked as a reporter while at college.
One of the interviewers spoke to Andy in Spanish and he believed he’d replied reasonably fluently.
He was asked why he was seeking the position. He said a former girlfriend had told him about the position, saying she thought he would be a good fit. Her uncle was their CEO.
That raised interest and led to notes being made.
Andy was taken to lunch by the convener of the panel and the director of new business. William Jennings, the CEO, joined then fifteen minutes later.
‘So you knew my niece quite well at state university?’
‘Yes Sally was editor of the campus newspaper and recruited me. She left at the end of that year, I became chief reporter during my sophomore year and editor the year after that.’
‘Do you have press cuttings?’
‘We published electronically but yes I have downloads of a range of my articles with me.’
‘May I take a look?’
Andy handed over the scrapbook and chatted with the other two guys while William studied the portfolio.
After lunch the director of new business took Andy on a tour of the plant. Andy liked what he saw and caught an early evening flight home that day. He believed he’d created a good impression but none of the executives appeared overly enthusiastic about him. Well they had other candidates to interview and would spend time checking up on him.
Four days later the convener of the panel, HR director Judy Donald called.
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Yes, this is yet another new story from me, the now-infamous author of the Marilyn stories. Don't worry, fair fans. She'll be back in due time. Meanwhile, try this story out for size, and let me know what you think. Also, I reserve all commercial and non-electronic rights to this story. If you're not legally permitted to read this in your neck of the woods, well, don't. CLOSER TO CLOSURE - By Brett Lynn Jenn Dyson slammed her apartment door shut, purse in hand. After...
I had just returned from a two week vacation with the bastard better known as my husband. It was really just a last ditch attempt to reconcile our sham of a marriage, but to my thinking, it was just an excuse to get drunk and fuck a lot. To be honest, my husband was great in the sack. It was how he got me to marry him (because he wasn't the best looking guy in the world), but the man certainly knew his way around a woman's body. The problem was that was all he was good for. He couldn't hold...
BY ROBBY SR. My neighbor and his wife had to go out of town suddenly to visit her mother who'd had a stroke. A mild one, and she was fine, but it was a good excuse to make the trip they'd put off for too long. They left their son, Mike, home so he could keep up his practice. It was his second year on his school's football team, and he didn't want to miss any of the late summer practices. They asked me to stay at their house to look after Mike. I've been a bachelor all my life...
me and my brother have always been close, when we was growing up in the countryside we would play in the feilds or lay in the hay sharing our problems. when i started my periods at 14 he was the first to know, he asked me what it felt like, i replied painful and shoving a tampon up your pussy isnt the greatest joys of life.rolling over on to me he asked how heavy i was and i said very, we said nothing for 20 mins then his hand rubbed on my thigh and asked if he could do anything to help. i said...
I pulled her naked body close to mine and lower my head to kiss her. My lips grazed hers and her mouth opened as my tongue darted out to meet hers. Pent up desire exploded with that first naked kiss and my hands began to explore her body. I teased my hand slowly down her back, smiling as she shivered and groaned into my mouth. I cupped her bum,...
A week had passed since the four girls had had their night of same sex fun and none of them could keep the thoughts far from their minds. They had all agreed it was definitely not going to be a one-off and Zoe was tasked with organising the next get together. The girls had all left Zoe with some cash and told her to find an online ‘toy’ shop. This was like a red rag to a bull and Zoe and Jess spent hours excitedly giggling at all the products on offer on the website. They’d also decided that it...
LesbianHe slept in. As the houseguest of Will, his college roommate during the last two years at school, they’d stayed up late last night drinking and reminiscing. Bob knew that Will had to get up and do something early that morning. After he peed he went out to the kitchen in the little robe they’d provided. Seeing him, Will’s wife Sarah turned toward the coffee pot, her lovely early-thirties back and buns completely uncovered. When she turned towards him he got his first full look at some firm...
Dale listened closely to my account of Jayde's accusation. He then, of course, had to know the full details of that wretched night when the Jays had shagged me in Toby's flat. He must have wondered how anyone could stumble their way into such a daft situation. However he did not criticize, but shook his head, and uttered a long 'H-u- u- u -mph' sound. Then he said quietly. 'Her whole story sounds like bullshit. That one night was the only time when you might, just possibly, have...
A week had passed since the four girls had had their night of same sex fun and none of them could keep the thoughts far from their minds. They had all agreed it was definitely not going to be a one-off and Zoe was tasked with organising the next get together. The girls had all left Zoe with some cash and told her to find an online ‘toy’ shop. This was like a red rag to a bull and Zoe and Jess spent hours excitedly giggling at all the products on offer on the website. They’d also decided that...
May was at home in her house alone late at night. She was a mistress who had recently lost a submissive and was looking for a replacement. May was 5’ 9”, 36H bra, and brown eyes. May was wearing a black bra and laced black panties. She decided just for fun to go to a chat site she often used to talk with others when she got bored. As she scanned through the site suddenly she came across a beautiful woman. She was blonde, around 5’ 8”, had 36 D tits, and blue eyes, but that was just the tip of...
Gemma, Sophie, Jess and Zoe had all gone through college together. A few years on and they’d all settled into jobs around where they’d grown up. Jess and Zoe were renting a flat together, while Gemma had got her own place – with a little help from her folks. Sophie was the shier one of the group and was still living at home, although it restricted her in some ways, she secretly liked the security it provided her. The girls were always out together either shopping, eating, drinking or dancing...
Part 2: Wake Up Call May woke up at 7am lying naked in bed. She often had a habit of losing clothes in her sleep, but it was something she never felt ashamed of. She slid out of bed and walked up to the window pressing her tits against the glasses and looked for her new toy. She could see Megan lying naked in bed. The light on her body made her pussy glitter. May could feel herself getting damp from the torture of her new submissive being only a walk away and unable to touch her. So she...
I’ve always had this thing for my little brother’s wife; young, attractive, intellectual, and I suppose, coquettish would be a good adjective for her.Sure, I love my wife and wouldn’t want to change her for anyone. But every time I see those two little dimples in the small of my sister-in-law’s back, my mind turns to the ovaries that lay somewhere behind them, and I just so want to impregnate them.My wife, Justine, and I are a little ahead of Mark and Sarah in the family stakes. We have a boy...
HumorGrowing up I never really thought my family was strange until I got into high school and started going over to my friends' houses and saw how their parents were. Mine were apparently different. It wasn't something that you could point out as night and day but more so in the way they acted. My mom and dad were openly affectionate to a degree that you wouldn't expect. They wouldn't just kiss goodbye, they would passionately make out in front of me and even grope one another, sliding hands into...
Growing up I never really thought my family was strange until I got into high school and started going over to my friends' houses and saw how their parents were. Mine were apparently different. It wasn't something that you could point out as night and day but more so in the way they acted. My mom and dad were openly affectionate to a degree that you wouldn't expect. They wouldn't just kiss goodbye, they would passionately make out in front of me and even grope one another, sliding hands into...
Part 2: Wake Up Call May woke up at 7am lying naked in bed. She often had a habit of losing clothes in her sleep, but it was something she never felt ashamed of. She slid out of bed and walked up to the window pressing her tits against the glasses and looked for her new toy. She could see Megan lying naked in bed. The light on her body made her pussy glitter. May could feel herself getting damp from the torture of her new submissive being only a walk away and unable to touch her. So she decided...
BDSMMay was at home in her house alone late at night. She was a mistress who had recently lost a submissive and was looking for a replacement. May was 5’ 9”, 36H bra, and brown eyes. May was wearing a black bra and laced black panties. She decided just for fun to go to a chat site she often used to talk with others when she got bored. As she scanned through the site suddenly she came across a beautiful woman. She was blonde, around 5’ 8”, had 36 D tits, and blue eyes, but that was just the tip of...
BDSMHi friends, this is Princess here with my first and fake story. I’m 18 yrs old and studying in college. This happened a few months back when I went to my uncle’s for some exam. My figure is 34-28-36 which is the reason why men keep staring at me may them be strangers or friends.I had finished my board exams, to begin with, and was preparing for the college entrance test. The centre for my exam was my uncle’s city. So, a month before the date for the examination I went to my uncle’s city to join...
Gemma, Sophie, Jess and Zoe had all gone through college together. A few years on and they’d all settled into jobs around where they’d grown up. Jess and Zoe were renting a flat together, while Gemma had got her own place - with a little help from her folks. Sophie was the shier one of the group and was still living at home, although it restricted her in some ways, she secretly liked the security it provided her. The girls were always out together either shopping, eating, drinking or dancing...
LesbianIn this story, the main character of your choosing accidentally becomes the body part of someone else. This could be the body part of their significant other, a crush, or someone completely random. As far as how it happens is up to you. It could be a genie (or other type being or object capable of granting wishes in a bad way), or a spell gone wrong. Can they move or speak on their own, or are they only conscious of their surroundings without the ability to express themselves? Which body part...
My name is William. I am 52 years old… a thick hairy british man with a head of hair, a beard and a bit of a beer belly. I have been a single dad ever since my wife passed away from complications soon after giving birth.Beth was surely a younger version of her mother. Now about to enter university, she is a straight A student, while she wasn't athletic by any means she loved doing MMA specializing in Judo. She shared the body traits of myself and her mom. milky white skin clad in black...
With that I roll on top of her stroke my throbbing cock a few times and then rub my cock head on her pussy lips getting it wet, I slowly push my cock head in, and as I do her back arches with her mouth making a capital “O”, I stop…slowly...
March 2007. New York, NY. Shiri Appleby stirred the ice in her glass with an elegant finger, picked out a cube and looked at it, then dropped it back. "They're late," she sighed, looking at the other two women sitting with her in the hotel suite and shaking her head. "They'll be here," Erika Christensen said, running a hand through her dyed hair. "And if not, we can always have fun without them." The buxom redhead looked at the willowy brunettes to either side of her and licked her...
Now that Quick had engaged me for his 'auto'biography, The Handyman's attitude swung between enthusiasm because his own standing would benefit if the book was a success, and worry that he would be blamed if it was not. Up to now he had been called on as a chauffeur or as a troubleshooter when physical toughness, or the threat of it, was needed. Now he was expected to provide quite different services he was struggling. He had no experience of books, publishing, or management. So far his...
Meetings and conferences outside London sometimes took Dale away for a night or two. In mid-April his manager sent him up to Birmingham for three days on a training course about new employment contracts. The intention was that, when he returned, he should talk to groups of staff about new pay scales and terms of employment. A bit envious of these expenses-paid trips, I asked, 'And which plush hotel will you patronize this time?' He smiled. 'If you feel like taking my place on this one,...
Toby was not put off by the misleading information I gave him about the sect in the Give and Take. He strolled into the bookshop a couple of days later to ask for a copy of their book. He even claimed to have persuaded Jayde not to hassle me about the baby, at least until after it was born. Alicia's three copies were in store in Jeremy's basement, and reluctantly I went down for one, reassuring myself that it did not even mention The Rocking Boulders. Wading through all that turgid prose...
The small town of Hay-on-Wye, with its forty bookshops and international literary festival, was obviously an attraction for Jeremy and me as we were in the book trade. Alicia too was happy to spend another long weekend in her girlfriend's five-bedroom detached 'cottage' on the edge of the town. Dale was keen to go, if only to take a break away from London for a few days. Coincidentally, Loyd Larcher was due to speak at a festival event on Saturday evening. Loyd and Alicia had finished...
Despite his soaking in the River Wye, Dale enjoyed the weekend in Hay. However, we agreed it would have to be our last break until the 'auto'biography was complete. After a couple of days back at work, the weekend seemed long past. Time was short; to maintain our momentum with the book, late nights out had to be avoided, even on Saturdays. Takings in the shops had held up reasonably well while we were in Hay. Jake told me Jayde had contacted him again, and had admitted the story about her...
Quick and Teef's deranged behaviour had surely shown the wild side of rock and roll at its worst. The Handyman and I were not much better, being far from heroic when we abandoned Teef to the agonies of the cricket pads. I was too ashamed to give Dale more than the barest description of what happened. Before going to bed I phoned The Handyman to find out if he had removed the pads. He had, but found Teef's legs were so red and swollen that he had to send for the doctor. Before this episode,...
For a short while the Jays, to use the nickname Jayde and Jake had adopted, did as he promised and quietened down. However, over a couple of weeks or so the volume crept back up. No chance meetings on the stairs provided an easy opportunity for me to mention the subject again. Friends were sympathetic, but had no practical suggestions. Smiles described them as 'those two noisy birds roosting upstairs, ' and suggested firing a shotgun loaded with blanks at them. Witty, but as I pointed out,...