Secondment
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Kris sighed. ‘I’m sorry I tricked you. I should I told you. Can you forgive me?’
‘Kris, there is nothing to forgive. I think it was time that one of us took the step.’ Matt put his hands on her hips.
‘So what do we do now?’
‘We take our time, go step by step and see what happens next. Is that what you want?’
‘Yes.’
‘Good,’ Matt said. ‘One more thing.’ Matt pulled her close and kissed her. It was short and without feeling. He broke the kiss and moved back. Kris smiled. Matt kissed her again and this time Kris yielded to him. She parted her lips and let his tongue slip into her mouth. His tongue moved deftly around it. He wrapped his arms around her and she pressed herself into him. The kiss lingered as if neither wanted to end it. Finally it ended.
They rested their foreheads against each other. ‘Whew,’ Matt whispered. ‘I think we just took another step.’ They both laughed.
‘So what’s next?’ Kris asked.
‘Well I got two tickets for dinner and a show at Cirque de Soleil tonight and I really want to hit the casinos.’ Matt said.
‘I’m impressed,’ Kris said. ‘How did you get tickets on such a short notice?’
‘A friend of a friend.’
‘That sound fantastic but I’m not really into gambling. I want to go shopping. I’m looking for a dress that screams ‘You’re not Miss Walker, school teacher. You know what I mean?’
‘I think so,’ Matt smiled. ‘Mind if I tag along? It might prove interesting.’
Both freshened up and then headed out. They grabbed one of those little buses and rode down the strip. They tried not to act like it was their first time in Vegas but there was too much to see. Besides there were a lot of first timers there so it didn’t matter if there were two more.
Kris knew where she was going and hopped off at the stop, dragging Matt with her. Upon entering Matt knew that no school teacher wore these dresses, at least not to work. In his mind he began to picture Kris in one of them. It was a very pretty picture.
Kris began to talk with the sale girl. It seemed Kris had an idea of what she wanted and the girl was glad to help. Matt found a chair and settled in. He wasn’t sure what was going to happen next or how long it was going to take. He didn’t do much clothes shopping with Susan. She used to buy something then bring it home and show him in the privacy of their home. Susan felt she could get a more honest opinion that way. Because she was petite, she could wear almost anything but she still dressed conservatively. The outer Susan was prim and proper, the private one was a whole different animal. Underneath the pants outfit was a Victoria Secret deluxe collection. Matt smiled remembering it.
He looked around for a magazine or something to read. There was a Vanity Fair and a Cosmo. He picked up the Cosmo. Katy Perry was on the cover so it was an older one but it wasn’t her picture that drew his attention. He had to admit he found her pretty hot. No, it was the articles listed on the cover. ’20 mind blowing sex positions…the spot men love touched but won’t tell you,’ etc. He looked around quickly to see if anyone saw him then he put it down. The young girl behind the counter smiled at him. ‘Are being taken care of, sir?’ she asked.
‘Yes, yes,’ he stammered. Where was Kris?
Right on cue, she appeared. ‘What do you think?’
It was a white tie dyed dress that looked like she was poured into it. She looked amazing. As she spun around showing off the racing cut back, she asked, ‘Well?’
Matt was speechless. He really couldn’t talk.
‘A little much, huh. Can’t wear this one to school.’ With a laugh she headed back to the dressing room.
Kris had gotten Matt’s attention. He couldn’t wait to see what was next.
She came out in two others that looked nice but the colors didn’t look right. Besides Matt couldn’t get the sight of white one out of his mind. The next one was a pleaded chiffon printed dress with spaghetti straps. She looked really good. ‘This one?’
‘I like that one. It looks good on you.’
‘I do too,’ Kris agreed. ‘It doesn’t show too much?’
The dress did show some cleavage but not any more than the one she wore on the plane. ‘No,’ Matt said.
Kris turned to the girl. ‘I’ll take it. Now how about a little black dress.’
‘I’ll pick some out for you.’
Kris whispered to Matt. ‘This so much fun. Thanks for sharing this with me.’ With that, she kissed him on the cheek.
Kris must have tried on four or five different styles of black dresses. They all looked good on her. Matt was really no help. He liked them all, the next one seemed to be better than the last. ‘Sorry,’ he said. ‘They all look good.’
‘Okay, just one more. I promise,’
When she returned, Matt sat up. It was a crochet black tank dress and Kris looked absolutely stunning in it. He had to look twice to see if he could see through it but he couldn’t. She turned around showing him all sides. ‘Well?’
‘That’s the one. Wow, do you look good.’
‘Good. Now all I need is a pair of heels and I’m set. Not much longer.’ The girl took her over to the shoes as Matt headed to the counter. Like she promised, she was back quickly. ‘They had exactly what I wanted and in my size. Now how much is the damage?’
‘Put your money away, Kris. My treat.’
‘I can’t let you do that,’ she begged. ‘At least let me pay for the shoes.’
‘No, it is my treat,’ Matt replied, ‘Besides how often do I get to do this.’
Matt paid for all of it, about $400 but he felt good being able to. They went back to the hotel. Upon arrival, Matt told Kris he was heading to the casino. He wanted to win his money back. Kris kissed him on the cheek. ‘Thanks and good luck. I’m going up to the room and relax. Get ready for tonight.’ What she didn’t say was she wanted to be well rested for tonight.
Matt headed off. He went straight to the roulette table. He knew it was hard to win big money there but he didn’t care. He just wanted to give it a try. Besides Kelly asked him to win some money for her so he thought he try there first.
He watched the game and the wheel a few times and when he felt confident, he got $100 worth of chips. He placed $50 on red. The croupier gave the wheel a spin and Matt waited.
‘Red 11,’ the croupier shouted.
‘Good,’ thought Matt. ‘One more time.’ He let the chips stay there. Again the croupier gave the wheel a spin and Matt waited.
‘Red 19.’
Two times and now $200. He was half way there. He picked up his chips and walked away. He had read somewhere that the casino wanted you to get comfortable, a little cocky and then they got you. He wanted to play blackjack anyway. He headed for the $25 table. He had started with a limit of $500 to bet with. He made a $150 so he put that in his right pocket. He waited for an opening at the table. Finally a man got up and left. Matt took his place.
He put $200 on the table. The dealer took his money and gave him some chips. He placed his bet. He won the first one then lost the next two. Then he got on a roll. He won five hands in a row. He knew his limit. One more hand and he was done, win or lose.
He bet $100, the table limit. The first was a Jack, 10 points. The next a six. He was sitting on 16. He had to go. One more card. A five! 21, a winner. Matt took his chips, a cool $800 worth. Not a bad day’s work, winning $950. He definitely felt lucky. He headed back to the room.
Kris wanted tonight to go so well. She was ready for the next step but she didn’t want to go too fast. There were still doubts in her mind that Matt might not be ready. Kris was sure it would happen. Just when she wasn’t sure. She wandered into the bathroom, filled the oversize spa, and while the water ran, found a radio station that played soft jazz. While the music filled the room, Kris settled into the deep tub and leaned back, letting the bubbles relax her. She spent alm
ost an hour in the water, adding hot water whenever it became too cool. She fantasized about the evening and Matt. She could picture him undressing her slowly, touching her and stroking her with his hands. She could imagine him whispering in her ear, telling her how beautiful she was.
When she finally emerged from the tub her skin was soft and deep pink all over, and her nipples and pussy tingled. Part of her want her to play with herself until she came, just to take the edge off, but she didn’t. The feeling fit right in with her fantasies.
She put on a robe and walked over the bed. She emptied the bag from the dress shop. 4 boxes fell out. She could remember buying 3 things, just 2 dresses and a pair of shoes. She started opening the boxes. The first one contained the print chiffon dress. She thought she wear that tomorrow night or Saturday. The next one was the little black dress, tonight’s outfit. What was in the third dress box?
She opened it and gasped. It was the white one! Matt bought it for her. She couldn’t go out in that. What was he thinking? He wanted her to wear it. He liked her in it. Okay change of plans. Lucky she could wear the shoes she just bought. What happens in Vegas…
Matt came back all excited. ‘Hey, I won over $900 in the casino. The sky is the limit night. Let me shower and shave then the bathroom is all yours. I’ll be quick.’
He was true to his word. ‘All yours.’
Kris went into the bathroom carrying the box with the white dress. She had already applied her make-up so she wouldn’t be long. As she stood looking in the mirror and holding her bra, she realized she couldn’t wear it. The dress had a racing back and her bra straps wouldn’t go that way. She couldn’t wear a dress like this and have her straps show. So no bra it was.
She slid the dress over her head and smoothed it. It fit like a second skin. She checked herself in the mirror. Panty lines! How could that be as she wearing her smallest thong she owned, a lacy white pair but it showed around her hips? She took a deep breath, reached under the dress and slipped them off. She was completely naked underneath. It was now or never as she stepped into the room. ‘Ready.’
Matt was playing the TV when she entered the room. As in the store, he was speechless when he saw her.
‘I guess you like what you saw in the store,’ she said.
He walked over to her. As he did he realized just how beautiful, how sexy she really was. For split second he wanted to say to hell with the show, he wanted her right now. Instead he held out his hand. In it was a small long box.
‘What is it?’ Kris asked.
Matt opened it and took out silver chain necklace with a sapphire pendent. ‘It was Susan’s and I know she would want you to have it. Would you wear it tonight?’
She could tell by the look in his eyes it meant a lot. She turned and lifted her hair, exposing her neck. Matt stepped forward and put the necklace around her. The sapphire nestled between her breasts. With trembling hands, he fastened the latch. He then kissed her neck.
The kiss sent shivers through her body. She lifted her head and sighed. He slid his hands down the side of her body. Her knees grew weak and she pressed against him. If she turned they would never leave the room.
The show at the Cirque de Soleil was amazing. The performers, the music, the unbelievable stunts seemed to overwhelm one’s senses. Kris was mesmerized. It was beyond anything she had seen. Even with all of this she found her mind wandering. There were so many things going through it.
First was the dress. She had never worn anything like it in public and at first she was very self-conscience. She felt like everyone was looking at her and could see everything. As she waited outside, she noticed herself in a mirror and was surprised. It didn’t look that revealing. Yes it was tight but she fit it well. It was shorter than any dress she ever wore and that made her uncomfortable, especially as she sat down. The Cirque de Soleil was dark and as the show continued she stopped thinking if she was exposing herself.
There was a second thing. She had become very horny. Being public in the dress without underwear was part of it but what almost happened in the hotel was the real reason. Matt said take it step by step, slowly. Now she didn’t what to. She wanted to him to take her, to make love to her. After waiting, being patient, it was time. Her pussy was so wet that she was afraid she would leave a spot on the seat. Her nipples were hard and she knew they showed through the fabric. She could blame that on the air conditioner.
The final thing on her mind was the necklace Matt gave her just before they left the room. It was beautiful and it went well with the blue tie dye in the dress. She loved the feel of it as it moved between her breasts. It was Susan’s and now he was giving it to her. He must have planned on giving it and it didn’t seem like a spur of the moment thing. ‘But why now?’ she thought. She didn’t ask as he fastened it around her neck but she knew she needed to. These things kept her mind in a spin.
‘Kris,’ Matt said. He touched her arm and she jumped. ‘You alright?’
She quickly came out of her thoughts. ‘Yes, everything is fine.’
‘I thought we walk the strip, take in the sights. It’s early. No need to hurry back to the room.’
‘No need!’ she wanted to scream. Instead she smiled, ‘Sure, why not.’
They walked hand in hand, looking but not really seeing. They saw the fountains, the lights, the casino lights and sounds, the pretty girls but their minds were elsewhere. Both understood that they had to go back to the room. They knew how close they were to not leaving the room early. Things were moving very fast and it seemed out of their control. Kris and Matt wanted to take it slow but it had developed its own will.
Suddenly they were at the hotel. It seemed to come up a little faster than they expected it. ‘Would you like a little nightcap before we go up?’ Matt asked.
Kris had drunk some wine at dinner. Not too much though but it usually relaxed her. It didn’t this time so maybe something stronger might. Anything to take the edge off. ‘Sure,’ she replied.
They entered the hotel’s lounge and were seated in a booth towards the back. Matt ordered a beer and Kris asked for a Coke. She decided she didn’t need any more alcohol for tonight. She wanted to fully aware of everything. She wanted the edge.
‘A Coke?’ Matt asked.
‘Yes,’ she smiled. ‘The wine was enough for tonight.’
Matt looked at her. ‘God, she was beautiful,’ he thought. He had never really looked at her that way. She was always Kris Walker, good friend and co-worker. Now she was much more. She looked so good in that dress that he had to buy it for her. Being with her was fantastic and it felt right.
‘Glad you liked the necklace. It looks good on you. It kinda goes with that dress,’ he said.
‘It’s beautiful, Matt, and thank you. I know it must have been difficult.’
‘No, not really. I think Susan would want you to have it.’ After saying this, Matt drew quiet. He took a long swig on his beer. Looking down at his bottle he said. ‘You need to know this, Kris, it is only fair. I still miss her very much and it’s been hard to move on. I think it might be time. I don’t know but I’m willing to give us a try. I don’t want to lose you as a friend.’
Kris stood up and took him by the hand. ‘I’m not worried. You’ll always be a friend.’ With that they walked to the elevator. As it ascended, they stood in silence in the back, holding hands. Numerous people got on and then exited, finally leaving them alone. Her heart was pounding. What happened next caught her by surprise.
When the door closed, Matt grabbed her hips and pushed her against the wall. He pushed one leg between hers so she straddled it. He kissed her, hard and passionately, forcing his tongue into her mouth.
Caught off guard, Kris’s body
began to respond. She kissed him back. Her tongue played with his. Her hands moved quickly and began to unbutton his shirt. She needed to feel her hands against skin. She grounded her crotch on his thigh.
Matt moved his mouth to her neck and began to nibble and suck on it, sending tingles directly to Kris’ pussy. She moaned as she pressed harder against him. ‘Oh, God!’
His hands dropped to her ass and began to massage her cheeks. Kris moved her hips in response. She kissed his chest and began to suck on one of his nipples. She could feel his hard cock and her frustration mounted. She wanted it so badly.
Her dress rode up and his hands were now clutching at her bare cheeks. Matt grabbed each other and pulled them apart giving Kris the feeling of being wide open. He buried his face into her breasts.
The bell rang signaling their floor and the door open. The hallway was clear and they hurried to their door. Even then the moment seemed to last forever.
Kris pulled Matt into the room and shut the door after them. She had no desire to be in the hall naked with him, the chance of someone coming was pretty good.
She smirked at him and pushed him down on the bed. She easily stripped off her dress, pulling it over her head.
Matt groaned at the sight. Kris’ large breasts bounced as she removed her dress, exposing her trimmed pussy.
‘Let’s get these pants off,’ she said as she undid his belt. In one pull she removed his pants and shorts. His hard big cock sprang into view. Kris’ eyes grew wide. Susan told her that Matt was big but she always believed that Susan was exaggerating. Susan hadn’t seen many and beside she was petite so any one might look big. She wasn’t joking. It must have been about 9 inches and it was thick. It was bigger than any she had before. She couldn’t wait.
She climbed on top of him so he could get a nice view of her as she fucked him. She easily slid his hard cock into her. She closed her eyes as he entered her, it just felt so damn good and big. She breathed out a soft moan as she started moving her hips back and forth and slightly in a circular motion to insure she was hitting all the right spots on both of them. She moved faster and harder on top of him moaning lightly every time he slid in and out of her.
Kris looked at him, a very sexual smile on her lips. ‘You like that, baby?’
‘Oh, fuck!’ Matt cried. He watched her sit down on his cock, his hands immediately going to her ass to feel and squeeze roughly. His hands slipped around her waist as he pounded into her, hearing the audible connection between them. She felt so good, and Matt worked his fingers into her to rub her clitoris as she rode him expertly. He watched her ample breasts bounce, her nipples large and erect.
‘Yeah, just like that, baby.’ He cried, stifling a loud moan. ‘You know just how to work it.’ He said breathlessly as he thrust into her waiting for her to climax. He could finish now, but he wanted to last for her sake.
Kris smiled and worked her body down on him harder and faster allowing him to penetrate her deeper with every motion of her body. She was already close to climaxing but when Matt’s fingers went to her clit it was all over and she closed her eyes tightly as her body was rocked with orgasms.
‘Oh God! I’m cumming, baby it feels so good.’
She tried to keep the noise down a bit, but she still managed a final whimper as she came down, her body shivering with pleasure. When the final surge of pleasure subsided she looked at Scott smiling as she rode him, her body moving with expert precision.
‘You want to cum inside me baby?’ she asked. She wanted to feel it, she wanted him to be in total pleasure. But she wanted him to beg and she had him right where she wanted. She reached behind her and played with his balls as she rode him enjoying every second of this.
‘Oh yes, baby! Let me fill you up.’
‘Does it feel good?’ Kris asked, clenching her pussy around his cock.
‘God, yes. So good,’ Matt groaned.
Kris looked into his face. She rose up, still clenching, until only the tip was in. Then she slowly slid down his cock. She leaned forward and grounded her pelvis into Scott. She began to ride him harder, faster. She slammed herself down on him. Kris moved faster. She could feel her own orgasm beginning to build. She placed her hand on his chest to steady herself.
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That summer Anita and I were spending our holidays at a nice resort in the beach. On the third day I heard about a bar in town that stayed open all night long. It was the kind of place where people can chat and listen to the music at same time…My sweet Ana agreed to go there for some drinks.She told me she would wear a sexy black dress matching with a pair of stiletto heels and a red tiny thong. Ana said that outfit might make her look a bit slutty; but then I told her that the underwear and...
CD was staying with his aunt after being discharged from the Army. Honorably. He didn't have a lot of money so staying with her made perfect sense. At least until he could get some money together. The Corona Virus had changed his original plans and he spent the last two years working with vaccination deployment. It had been two tours, eight years since he had seen his home town. Of course, home town was kind of a misnomer. He called it home because he spent most of his teen years here. His...
We’ve never met. At least not in person. She is just a screen name to me and an avatar, and I suppose that is all I am to her. A few exchanged messages online. That’s what we share. And perhaps she knows more about me than I do about her, since she’s read some of my stories posted online. She knows a bit of what I look like, at least from the waist down, and she knows my age and where I live. Her? I know where she lives and how old she is, but I have no idea what she looks like. I don’t even...
We’ve never met. At least not in person. She is just a screen name to me and an avatar, and I suppose that is all I am to her. A few exchanged messages online. That’s what we share. And perhaps she knows more about me than I do about her, since she’s read some of my stories posted online. She knows a bit of what I look like, at least from the waist down, and she knows my age and where I live. Her? I know where she lives and how old she is, but I have no idea what she looks like. I don’t even...
MasturbationIt was 6 months later I was staying in yet another hotel. Still working away. I got back to my room after another hard day. But it was Friday and I had a day off tomorrow. So I had a quick shower. I started thinking about the chance meeting I had 6 months earlier with Davy and my cock started to grow. No I thought I am not going to have a wank...... Just in case. I have not had any other sort of sex with another man since. After the shower I dried off and got out my tights and panties. Which I...
I hate my life. I should have stopped about an hour ago and gone home. I am stalling. I don’t want to go home. I finished grading all my papers and I am just sitting admiring myself in my mirror. Today was Thursday, the last day of school for me. We were taking this weekend off. My husband and I are going on a mini vacation. A swinger resort. He finally convinced me. I wanted him to go on his own but singles cost way more. Plus, I would get to see the type of women he is actually into. Today...
IncestNOT VERY NICE PEOPLE by Crazy Baron Chapter 10: One Last Chance Synopsis: A kingdom for an antidote--that is the watchword for Mike and Jake as they head out to obtain a mysterious potion that promises to restore them to their original forms. They are perfectly willing to take great risks and go to extremes to be transformed back, but there are factors with which they have failed to reckon. ***** I woke up with a violent start. For a couple of seconds, I was once...
July 1st 2013 I had just started a long shift behind the bar and I wasn’t in the mood for being friendly to customers. I’d had a row with my boyfriend, Chris, before I’d left the house. I can’t even remember what the row had been about; it was that meagre and irrelevant. The cause of the arguments never stayed put in my mind because the rough make up sex would always wipe my memory of the reasons why. Thankfully, the bar had been quiet that night, so my cheeks only slightly ached from the...
Love StoriesSteve had been trucking for eight years now. He started relatively late in life at 45 years of age. He was now 53 and relished every day of his life. He loved his life on the road. Every day brought new experiences and new country-side. He was seeing the USA as few people ever did. Life from the driver's seat of a big rig allowed Steve to see the real America. Yes he was able to stop and visit all the sites we've all heard about, from Venice Beach to Vegas to Wrigley Field to the Twin Tower...
A light flickered on, then a moment later, it flickered back off. Darkness isn't so bad as long as you can't see the shadows. Or at least that was what I thought until I sensed things moving about me. "Hello?" I called out, wondering where the hell I was. "Timmy?!?" Suzi's voice called in the distant. "Tim, where are you?" "Suzi, over here!" I frantically called out. "Timmy... I can't find you... " her voice said, fading in the distance. "SUZI! COME BACK!" "She can't...
Starting of the story medical college okati undi aa medical college ki chala manchi name undi, and adey college lo horny tho Kasi kamam tho ragilipoye three lectures unaru. Muguru best friends , three members single flat lo stay chestaru. Chala kamam ga undey lectures . Valu elanti members antey join ayina oka ammayini select chesukuntaru thana meda eyes vastaru aa student undey classes ki teaching ki veltaru okari taruvata okaru and different subjects teach chestaru. So first eppudu aa student...
A Second Chance This story is a reboot of a storyline I had going on another site years ago, called "My Life. It was another story close to my heart, because most of the first part of it is autobiographical. The second part is how I wish it had gone. I am going to do it in one part, instead of multiple chapters last time, which I never finished. My name is Tanya. It wasn't always, and it almost never was, but sometimes life is funny. It can turn on the littlest moments. ...
I rolled out of bed fairly early, even though there was no real reason to. I wouldn't be starting college until the fall, so I could have slept in if I wanted to. The view out the window when I opened it was still strange to me. Born and raised in Iowa, the sight of the ocean off in the distance on a summer morning in Florida was a far cry from what I was used to. Mom had told me the story several times about her and my Dad - whom I'm named for - scheming a move to Florida as their ultimate...
Hi, Glad to meet you all again thru ISS. I have been reading stories in this site for 5+ years and I have written my experiences as well here. Today, I’m not going to write anything sexy but the missed out chances. If I had capitalized those chances, it could have led me to have sex with those girls/ladies. About me, I’m from South Tamilnadu and right now in Chennai. Year 1991: I don’t know when exactly I started getting addicted to sex. But I could still remember it started at the age of 6 or...
Episode 1 "You have a lot of kids, don't you?" The question came out of the blue and out of the darkness. I was working late on a Tuesday evening in November. I thought the place was deserted; the car park was empty apart from my car. The cleaners and the watchmen on their rounds wouldn't be here for hours yet. So I leapt a foot from my chair. Well, it felt like a foot. "Huh?" or "What?" or something similarly intelligent may have escaped my lips. "Sorry, I didn't mean to startle...
I am Rumi, six ft tall, average complexion and physical structure. I am changing the name and essence of the story for obvious reason. I was 20 yrs old that time. I used to live with my brother in a big city and study in a famous university. My brother was a top level executive of an MNC. He had a big bungalow from his company. There was a middle aged watchman(Darwan)for the house, who used to live at their house, with his wife. Komola was his 2nd wife, as his first wife died. She was pretty...
A chance by kittynor Note: Coming back to writing after a long time. The writing might seem rusty. Please leave your feedback as it would help me better myself. Thank you. "Mark, I am going out shopping. You want anything for yourself?" Cynthia asked. "No dear, I am fine. You enjoy your day, okay?" Mark said, as he kissed his wife goodbye. "Sure will. See ya later," Cynthia said and helped herself out. Mark...
Alice’s Second Chance, Alice’s second childhood. PART 1 Mom was a good woman. Dad is a good man. Yet my little sister, Alice was, by age 18, a total spoiled brat and a delinquent. She could easily also have ended up being a killer. It is certainly arguable that she deserved to be sent to jail. Now Mom did not believe in hitting children and she did not. She did, however, understand that the word ‘NO’ needs to be...
SpankingIt was mid – January, the air below minus two, when I entered the park around ten to midnight after doing a busy nine hour shift at the convenience store. I pulled up the hood of my green puffa jacket over my head and walked deeper into the fog that miraculously appeared out of nowhere. I saw the outline of the lake in front of me so I thought and walked on. I suddenly felt afraid as the fog thickened around me, wrapping around me like a duvet. I turned around frantically searching for a...
This is the most seriously autobiographical telling of my first marriage. There are fictional aspects to it, but this one is close to the mark. This is my first foray into cheating stories; there may be a couple more. Not a stroke story by any means. I can recall the moment I found out my marriage was a lie. It was a little thing, an overheard comment; yet it crystallized everything in an instant, so many little facts spread out over fifteen years of courtship and marriage. It was all so...
Have you ever felt stuck? Felt like you were spinning your wheels? Like one mistake you made, so many years ago, set you on a path you never would have chosen? Have you ever wished you could have a second chance at life? I did. One wrong turn on my way home led me down a path that gave me that chance, that opportunity. It let me make that request to the ether, let me slip back through my timeline and take my second chance into my own hands and this time I'm not going to make the same mistakes...
TranssexualMature Gentleman seeks travel companion. Requires younger cultured woman as a travel companion for a trip to Europe and beyond. NSA. Applicants will be judged on personality and culture. All expenses paid and an end of trip bonus of $10,000 per month will be offered. Apply by Email to WethersfieldR@ Wethersfieldassocs.com giving a brief apercu of yourself. Only candidates judged suitable will be contacted.I insert the ad in the Globe Classified section to run for a period of a weekend and sit...
NovelsTokens: A Second Chance By Bashful What can you say about James and Lonny? They were best friends, they were nice guys but they were?losers. It wasn't their fault and maybe 'losers' is a harsh word. They were less than attractive, not ugly, just not good looking. Geeky was a word commonly associated with the pair. Had things gone differently, with a few more years to mature, maybe they would have been acceptable looking guys. But fate has a way of stepping in at times and...
Last Chance By Karen Elizabeth L. It's just too bizarre," I told my wife Heather. "We don't need anything that drastic, we can work out our problems ourselves." "How," She asked. "What's going to be different? What will we do this time that we haven't done the last ten times?" "I don't know that yet," I responded glumly. "But I'm sure that we can think of something, anything but this." "Do you think that little of our marriage, our family?" Heather shot back. "We've tried it...
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. Serge, Kid, all of 'em are owned by Squaresoft even if one of them is in an... altered... state. Nope, even she-Serge belongs to Squaresoft. (Though I doubt we'll be seeing her anywhere but here!) Even this story belongs to Squaresoft. You have no chance to survive make your reading time. Okay, bad Zerowing reference. Fans of Games/Anime as well as TG, there is a message for you at the very end of this fic even if you don't...
Fusion: A second chance By Rachel Saunders [email protected] Prelude: Lex He stared at the girl in front of him. For the life of him he could not work out how she had got there. She must have been 5 or 6, and her white dress was immaculate. She looked too perfect to be in this hell they called London. Picking her up he held her close as a shell exploded a...
Chapter 13 First Dance - Last Chance Friday after school, Kim returned home and charged up the stairs to her room without so much as a hello for her father who was waiting in the foyer to greet her. The better part of caution told him to just leave it alone. He returned to the living room. She would tell him what was wrong when she was ready. Tom had a good idea what the trouble was without having to be told, however. There had not been much he had been...
Christian was the boy I was into since 7th grade. And at the age of 16 Igave him my virginity. At least in my dreams...Reality had not been so kind to me. I even started to grow my hair (whichI was wearing rather short since I was a k**) in the vain attempt to makehim like me. Well, it didn't work out and a few years later when risinghormon levels had turned my dreams of intimacy into a real need for it Ihad finally given up. But with our graduation nearing I somehow felt that Icouldn't leave...
His head was spinning. His head was spinning and his vision was blurry. He tried to muster a low groan before he realized his mouth was gagged with a piece of cloth tied around his head with a string, and that's when he knew it was time to panic. Immediately, he regained total consciousness. His vision was back, his headache receded and he could finally see what's around and where he was. Though, that didn't exactly answer the questions he already had, but rather add more to confuse...
Hi, I am Suri and I’m just finish of my MCA from Hyderabad. This is the first time I m writing a story. I had no sexual experiences till date. But I’d like to share the most recent one which happened to me day before yesterday. When I fucked my sexy sister-in-law Siri (name changed). Let me explain from the start from where every thing begun. Two years back when I was in 1st year of mca she was in 10th class. I used to be stay with my parents. She is my mom brother’s daughter. She looks sexy...
Kaitlyn was always on my mind, wanting to see her, almost needing to see her, I continued to visit the Starbucks where she worked. There still seemed to be some tension and even though I tried to flirt with her, our interactions were strictly business. I really liked seeing her and maybe it was just me, but I sensed she was hiding her feelings. One day however, when I happened to visit, hoping to see her like always, Kaitlyn wasn’t there. I didn’t think anything at first, figuring it was...