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Coffee With My Motherinlaw

Coffee With My Mother-in-lawChapter 1My wife Leanne and I had managed to sell our business and we're lucky enough to retire in our mid 50s. We a house out in the country, about three hours drive away, so we decided to sell up our home in town and moved out there. We still wanted a place to stay in the city every now and then when we wanted to visit friends and family. My wife's mother had lost her husband about 15 years ago and was still living in their large family home so she had lots of...

4 years ago

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Coffee and cream

That morning I called in sick at work. I was sick of ...it !I ended up at a small restaurant for breakeast. I can't standhaving someone right in my face at breafeast time but I like thebackground voices and I watch the news or TV day shows from a TV hanged on the wall.I have the bad habit of sometimes commenting out loud either news on paperor on TV. Two men about my age ( in their 50'S ) were sitting nearbyand started stating their opinions too to me. I was in no hurry, feltcomfortable...

3 years ago

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Ashok Uncle 8211 Part 5 The kinky morning after coffee

When I finally opened my eyes, the sunlight was streaming through the window. I was still naked under the covers on the bed that Ashok uncle had fucked me. I lay there for a few minutes and took stock of all the sensations. I felt the soft sheets felt delicious on my bare skin felt. My lips felt throbbing and swollen. My throat felt dry and sore, and my ass felt stretched and mildly painful. I wasn’t sure what to feel as memories of the previous evening came flooding back. He had fucked me. He...

2 years ago

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Coffee Girl

My wife died. That defines my life now. The kids are grown up and living far away, one on each coast. Both of them want me to sell the house and live near them but how can I decide between the two? I’m biased toward the west coast but I can’t choose one over the other. Despite what they both say, I know they’ll take it as a choice for my favorite. So, I’m staying where I am except I’ve bought a motorhome and a Jeep. I’ll be retiring early, in just a few weeks, thanks to Julia’s life...

2 years ago

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Kumar Apartment Season 2 Part 29 Shradha Ki Garma Garm Coffee

Narrated by Amit Hi friends, main Amit, pichle din Shradha ke yaha se laotne ke baad kafi thaka hua tha. Swati se bhi kuch zyada baat nahi ho payi raat ko. Neend bhi aa rahi thi. Swati bhi achanak se sone ke bahane message mein baat karna band kardi. To main bhi jaldi hi so gaya. Agle din taro taza hokar subah uthte hi apne khade lund ko sahlate hue madmast iraade banane laga. Aaj kya kya karunga Shradha ke sath aur shayad Payal bhi ho. Mann mein sex ke kai laddu phoot rahe the. Time dekha to 8...

2 years ago

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The Taboo Coffee Shop

“You’ve got to be kidding me mother! I’m 17, I have a boyfriend, its not some strange thing!” I yell back at my mom. “Yeah, well I was 17, had a boyfriend, steamed up a car, and now I’m 34 with a high strung 17 year old daughter and working too many hours to be able to keep you out of trouble!” My mom shouts back. “I’ve got myself signed up for double shifts to get back on the right side of our finances by fall, but I won’t have you running around with horny boys all summer while I’m at...

3 years ago

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Grand Opening Of The Magic Bean Coffee House

The Grand Opening Of The Magic Bean Coffee House And Curios Shoppe By Warm Hearted Hello Fiction Mania Readers, my name is David Knight. Like many of you I have been reading Fiction Mania for years, I guess since the mid 90's. I was real happy to find FM because of being a Psycho Therapist, I knew my curiosity about TG was not twisted or really rare. But I never discussed my enjoyment of TG fiction with others since I...

3 years ago

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Coffee Tea or Me Chapter 1

Coffee? Tea? or Me? The first time I walked into Claire's Cafe, I wasn't really sure it was my kind of place. If I knew back then what a profound change that casual decision would have on my life later, I'm not quite sure if I would rush inside quicker or run far away. Claire has that kind of effect on people. I had just moved in to Granite Bend, a mid-sized northwestern coastal town up in Oregon, to start a local machining business. I had inherited a bunch of machine tools, (mills,...

3 years ago

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Sucking Nipples At The Licking Sip Coffee Shop

Lana peered around the corner from the back room, her leggings pooled at her ankles like cuffs. Many tables full of patrons already. Is he here yet?The droning of machines filled the air as they spilled brown drink delights into cups. The freshly ground coffee aroma rich and thick plugged her nostrils full. Full enough to block out the shock wave of aftershave that usually hung in the coffee shop like a near-toxic fog. Her brain now associated the smell of coffee with her swollen erotic...

4 years ago

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Dark Brown Coffee And Yellow Dogs

I passed the morning I turned thirty-six in the same way as I passed every day. I woke up, showered and dressed before having a cup of dark brown coffee (I like it black with three drops of milk) and two slices of rye toast, almost burnt and slathered in butter. I dipped the toast in the coffee as I scanned the news on my phone, making sure to keep the drips away from my clean shirt.Once done, I washed the plate and cup and put them away in their places. I wiped the table and counter clean,...

3 years ago

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What a Coffee

Disclaimer: This story was written by a Brazilian. So English is not my native language (quite far from that). Still I am writing my ideas on paper. Reviews are welcome; just try not to be hard on the grammar. You may copy or quote, just credit me. What a Coffee... By Brazilian Amazon Chapter 1 - Just another visit to the mall It was like just another trip to the mall. I really liked to the mall, unlike my friend Harry who was always with me during these small trips. The...

4 years ago

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Coffee

There is usually nothing more enticing for Zach than to see his sister standing at the corner in a night shirt that does almost nothing to hide her assets. That is until he sees her this morning. Every morning since they moved in together Margo has become a different person. Never would she go around wearing a barely fitting night shirt back home at their parent’s house. Of course Zach isn’t complaining. He has always had a thing for his sister. They moved in together to share the expenses of...

4 years ago

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Coffee Break

"One venti mochaccino, low fat with a vanilla shot hold the whipped cream please." ordered the woman in front of Heidi. The Malaysian girl's badge read trainee and she was clearly not yet up to the task of dealing with such a specific order. "Sorry Madam, please you say your order one more time?" she asked in the politest way her broken English could manage. The woman repeated her order in a much slower and louder tone than before, "One venti mochaccino, low fat with a vanilla shot...

2 years ago

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Coffee Bitter As Love

Coffee seemed to be the pole around which life revolved then. Take the coffee bar in the hotel beside the railway station, where Jane used to arrive on her commuter train in the morning. I usually got there first, and would grab the window table – our table, it was, for a season – looking out over City Square. Sometimes I would sneak a look at the crossword in the local paper before she arrived. It was syndicated from the Washington Post. Jane was tops at the quotations, but I had the edge on...

4 years ago

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Crema Take Me Like Your Coffee 5

“This is it,” Ray thought, admiring rich brown coffee dripping majestically into the pot. The coffee was beautiful, single origin of course, and smelt almost floral and fruity. Just perfect. Ray smiled and twirled his ironic mustache which according to his friends from Warsaw made him look like Polish nobility. Today was indeed the day. Alex, the only other person who was supposed to be at work in the morning, had just called in sick. Ray had the entire place to himself. He slowly began to...

2 years ago

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Saali Ko Coffee Pilayi

Hi, I’m a regular reader of ISS and there is no fun greater than jerking off reading the good stories posted here on the site by fellow readers. I’m sure most of the stories are work of fiction and fantasies which we have ; and it’s that pleasure we crave for which lead us to feel that we are one of the character in the story and things are happening to us.Anyways, without wasting anymore time; here comes my fantasy. I’m a married guy with a good wife. I love my wife. This story is about me...

2 years ago

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Coffee Nips Anonymous

BOOK ONE – Addiction ‘Newton?’ I asked my roommate in a puzzled voice. ‘Did you take a bath this morning?’ ‘Why Animal,’ answered the bespectacled wolverine, with his usual smugness, ‘is one missing?’ ‘As a matter of fact yes!’ Approaching the door, he peered into the bathroom to confirm my statement. Not only was the bathtub missing but also the sink, toilet and most of the far wall. ‘Now don’t look at me!’ said Newton. I looked at him anyway. I was about to ask a rhetorical and...

4 years ago

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Creamin Coffee

Hello there. This is my first attempt to write here. I want to tell a story about when I started to add my cum to my girlfriend's coffee. It all started out innocently. I usually wake up before dawn. It is just an old habit that I cannot shake. As it is, one Sunday morning a was awake early and bored reading the news. My girlfriend was asleep in the bedroom. I could hear her breathing. She liked sleeping late, especially Sundays.As I was horny, I decided to watch some porn and maybe jerk off....

4 years ago

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The Coffee House

My wife Linda and I have solved most all of the world's problems over coffee on the deck of our favorite coffee shop. It's a small, privately owned shop a couple of miles from our townhouse. The best parts about it are that it's not part of the large mega-coffee chain with it's pretentious customers, the owner who seems to be always there, and the huge deck over looking the scenic parking lot of the small strip shopping center the shop is located in. The shop is fairly small and intimate...

4 years ago

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Our first fan MrCoffee

We were in Europe over the summer and spent some time in Amsterdam. The day of our return flight, we stopped at a coffee shop in the morning, since we weren't scheduled to leave for the airport until 10pm. As we sat down at our table, a man in his late 40's, early 50's, salt and pepper hair, no facial hair, and about 5'7; introduced himself and asked if he could join. We accepted and began conversing, during this time, we both felt that his energy showed a real interest in us as a couple. We...

4 years ago

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How Mr Coffee Met His Dream Girl

How Mr. Coffee met his Dream Girl. I will never forget the Monday morning I first spotted Jennie. She was standing behind the coffee counter at a local bookstore looking so sweet, fresh and so gosh-darn innocent. She had her honey brown hair tied up in pigtails. (Cute, huh?) The line for coffee was long, but I finally got up to the counter. "May I help you, Sir?" "Yes! Coffee for one, please." "Can I getcha something else to go with that?" "Okay, I'll take one of those pastries...

2 years ago

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It Started With a Cup of CoffeeChapter 3

David Derrelli was the first to arrive at his store, though his employees came soon after him. It took no time for him to dole out the various tasks that he wanted accomplished before the store opened and had just sat down in his office when, Tracy, one of his newest employees knocked on the door. She didn't wait for him to invite her in. She just gave a little knock, opened the door and walked in saying, "It's early, and I thought you'd like a cup of coffee Mr. Derrelli." He was about...

3 years ago

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Service SocietyChapter 4 The Coffee Machine

Dexter placed the paper filter into the brewing chamber of the coffeemaker. He carefully measured out the scoops of ground coffee into the paper filter. It always took a little effort to get the brewing chamber placed correctly into the coffeemaker. He then filled the water reservoir to the six-cup level. After rising out the glass carafe one more time, he put the lid on it and then slid it onto the burner, checking to make sure it was in the correct place. He pushed the button, and watched...

4 years ago

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Bitter Coffee

Emily walked into the store, nervous to the core. She was in her mid-forties, married for eighteen years and just now going into an adult store for the very first time. She didn’t feel she had any choice in the matter, however. Emily’s husband wanted to experiment with female domination. Billy confessed this to her last week and asked that she try ordering him about. She had, but didn’t care for it. Emily considered the idea perverted and told him so. Billy dropped the idea. Then she...

2 years ago

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Serendipity Take Me Like Your Coffee 9

If you think the Megabus is bad, you should try taking the bus from Oaxaca into Chiapas, south-east Mexico. Twelve hours of trying not to vomit in the blistering oppressive heat. When the shaking and rolling finally stopped, I staggered away from the road and lay in the undergrowth for a while, enjoying the stillness.According to the map I still had to trek down into the valley where I would be met by my hosts, so I shouldered my rucksack and started off down the rocky path. The landscape was...

4 years ago

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More Coffee Sir

“Coffee Lucy.” My heart began to beat hard and fast. “Coming Mr. Chambers.” I could feel my cunt pulsing already. He always calls me by my first name. Everyone else in the office is Mr. This or Miss That, but I was always Lucy. He didn't look at me when he asked today. Instead he just walked right by my desk, as if he was addressing it, instead of me. I just can't figure him out. Some days, he looks right at me with those dark green eyes and speaks, “Coffee Lucy.” I am always caught speechless,...

4 years ago

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Sweeter than Coffee

“Good morning sleepy head”,You say with a coffee in hand. I smile my approval because waking up to the soft tone of your voice and the sweet smell of coffee makes for a perfect start to the day.You climb in beside me and the warmth from beneath the covers hits you like hot air from an open oven door and invites you in.I murmur sounds of contentment as I feel your skin on mine and I’m more comfortable now than I was a few moments ago when I had the bed to myself.Your eyes are soft like your...

4 years ago

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It Started With a Cup of CoffeeChapter 4

It was the same the next morning. David woke Bonnie up an hour early, made the same breakfast and gloomily sat and sipped at her coffee while she watched her husband eat. "You know? I think I have to get a new toothbrush." Bonnie only barely kept herself from laughing and had trouble composing herself enough to ask, "Really? Why is that?" "I don't know. Lately my toothbrush has gotten a strange taste to it." "It wouldn't be so strange to you if you'd put your face in my crotch...

4 years ago

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An unexpected encounter Take Me Like Your Coffee 4

“Thank God we've got coffee at work,” I thought, cruising through the storm, fighting with the wind to keep my umbrella straight. It was a dreary morning, and the pile of work waiting on my table wasn't making the situation any better. But first things first! I tried to cheer myself up, standing in my office, shaking off the droplets from the raincoat, dreaming of a nice hot cuppa. It was my private little meditation, waiting for the coffee machine to warm up, listening to the sound of beans...

2 years ago

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Sexy Coffee

Sitting down at a coffee enjoying the rich smooth taste of my coffee after the first sip, this guy start’s to wave’s at me?Alright might be to the people behind me or to his girlfriend if he has one, (he is sexy cute) any ways he doesn’t stop waving. Like what is wrong with this dude. My friend join’s me a while later and as we get talking she sees him waving as well. And waves back, I very politely tell her “what the hell are you doing?” Her simple reply was something I did not expect but...

2 years ago

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Flashing Myself For Free Coffee

On 16 November, 2017, after several days of travel from Zagreb, Croatia, my boyfriend and I arrived at a small town along the Oregon coast. Now, almost two weeks later, we're leaving for our walk up to Canada. This Oregon town is okay but what I'll remember most about it is how I flashed myself so I could get free coffee.The boyfriend and me have been staying at this little mom & pop motel in the center of town. I'm an early riser and the first thing I need in the morning after doing my...

4 years ago

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Cock In The Coffee Shop

So anyone who has got to know me on xhamster knows I love the "3 c's"; Chocolate, coffee and cats. Well, to be fair it's four c's and the other is cock, though it's more a lust thing rather than love.I only mention this as a recent event led me to consider removing chocolate from the list and replacing it with a rather beautiful and perfect cock.My adventure begins in "guy mode" in the little town square over the station bridge from my house. I was originally going to meet a friend in...

4 years ago

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Coffee and More

Chapter 1 Melody and I have had a happy life together, now married just over thirty-five years. We've raised two children, both girls, and they're long out of the house. We live in a medium-sized city and I'd worked for one of the larger companies in the area that, in recent years, had undergone several downsizing periods that saw a number of our friends retire including us. It was something I saw coming; I was not given early retirement in the first go-round but several of my long-time...

1 year ago

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Older Woman in Coffee Shop Complete

EARLY YEARS -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- At the age of 15 James came across a box filled with pictures of his dad's old girlfriends. Even though clothing and hairstyles had changed over the years, James found most of the girls to be attractive, and since James was adept at researching and stalking people online, he decided to look up some of his dad's old flames. To his surprise, each girl he researched revealed the same shocking...

3 years ago

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Just a Coffee Morning

JUST A COFFEE MORNING? It started when I was eleven and looking forward to going to secondary school after the summer holidays. I was at home with mum as my older sister Helen was working prior to going to college. Yes there was a large age gap and my sister always joked that I was a mistake but I knew mum and dad loved me regardless of whether it was true or not. I was having breakfast as mum was clearing her things up. "Nicky, grandma is having her coffee morning for her friends...

3 years ago

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My Morning Routine Take Me Like Your Coffee 2

Up until a week ago, my morning routine was always the same. I’d brush my teeth waiting for the kettle to boil and make myself a cup of instant coffee. The view from my window-seat always made me relaxed and thoughtful, so I’d sip my coffee there. While looking down onto the street I would have that feeling of waking up together with the city, being a part of it. I’d watch parked cars drive off, smartly dressed people pace their way to work, shops and cafes opening their eyelids. I’d especially...

4 years ago

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The Coffee Shop

She was beautiful. From the first moment I saw her walking past my studio windows I was captured. Every afternoon, at the exact same time, she came by and I stopped working and watched her walk into the distance.In the second week, I’d made up my mind; I needed to learn more about her. I decided on a simple course of action: follow her. I know, I sound like a stalker. But I needed to see where she went and find out if there was any chance of meeting her. I put on my coat and when she appeared —...

4 years ago

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Coffee and my mom

So that day when I came home after spending the night with Richard I just hung around at home and I wanted to go to bed and get some sleep early but I went in to the kitchen first to make myself a cup of coffee and I know that may sound silly, having coffee before going to bed but I love coffee and it really doesn't affect me like that. And then mom came in as I was waiting for the machine to finish and she said “Hi” and I said “Hi” and “Is the car working again?” and she said “It always...

3 years ago

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Coffee Hotels and a Surprise

I call coffee “The Devil's Drink”. I imagine you think I'm crazy because, let's be honest, how many of us only function because of coffee. Before you call for me to be beheaded, let me explain. Nothing good happens after you're asked the phrase “Let's grab some coffee!”. Even bars are better than coffee. Ideas spark in bars. People fall in love at bars. People get wasted and have great times at bars. It is said that after discovering the structure of DNA, Francis Crick blasted into a pub and...

2 years ago

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Coffee to sex

We often come across sexual harassment of girls and women in academies and work-place. Well it is not completely true that only ladies face exploitation at the hands of guys superior to them. Even male members of any educational or business institution are subject to sexual harassment at the hands of lady colleagues or bosses. I for one have faced harassment at the hands of my girl colleague, it was quite pleasant in the end though. She studied in the same software training institute I studied...

3 years ago

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Sugar for Coffee

I'd managed to snag a pretty good life. Even with a college degree, all I really wanted to do was paint my crazy paintings. Which of course paid nothing. But then I'd stumbled into this situation where I was making really good money. Despite the digital age. I could rip out the cover for a bodice-ripper in just days. There was that selection of recent gay literature that went platinum? I'd like to think it was my painting of a centaur horse-handling one of those hairy goat boys that punched...

2 years ago

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Hot Coffee

Cold didn't even begin to describe it. The snow, swirling in thick, ill-tempered flurries seemed determined to lodge itself in whatever chinks it could find in Emma's carefully chosen winter armour. Her lower legs, the small gap above the collar of her overcoat, the nape of her neck where the scarf rode up to reveal skin already peppered with white flecks. She was thankful for the thick, imitation fur hat she was wearing - at least most of her hair was staying dry! The cold cut through even...

1 year ago

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The Hardest Answer Over Coffee

It was nearly six before Lauren got herself together to go to the grocery store on a hectic Thursday. Her monthly check was firmly deposited into her bank and she was going to enjoy getting a few groceries, laundry tackled, and maybe a little left over for some fun. Working full time definitely has its perks. Though much of her check was stripped for important things such as retirement and health insurance, Lauren had a considerable sum that would allow for such little frivolities she had...

4 years ago

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The Perfect Coffee

Here's some more of my personal fantasies. Here’s my blog http://singlesexysecrets.blogspot.com.au/ xxSSB. -------------------------- It had been an agonisingly long day. My high heels were cutting into my feet as I stepped out of the taxi. My husband was waiting at home. Even though it was barely 7pm I knew he’d be snoring on the couch. Waiting for me to step through the door. His beer cans would be on the floor around him, his balding head would be lolled to the side, waiting...

4 years ago

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Coffee Morning

It was Wednesday morning and Kris Nickelsen was being picked up by her mother Diane Pollock in her car. They were going to a woman's coffee morning meeting for other local ladies. It was a very special woman's group. By invitation only. Kris was being taken by her mother for the first time to this kind of coffee morning meeting. Her mother Diane had made sure that Kris was dressed appropriately in her new outfit bought specifically for the other ladies to admire and approve of. Kris was...

4 years ago

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The Perfect Coffee

Introduction: A beautiful womans nameless encounter with a barista Hi there, Heres some more of my personal fantasies. Heres my blog http://singlesexysecrets.blogspot.com.au/ xxSSB. ————————– It had been an agonisingly long day. My high heels were cutting into my feet as I stepped out of the taxi. My husband was waiting at home. Even though it was barely 7pm I knew hed be snoring on the couch. Waiting for me to step through the door. His beer cans would be on the floor around him, his...

4 years ago

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Diane Kris Coffee Morning

It was Wednesday morning and Kris Nickelsen was being picked up by her mother Diane Pollock in her car. They were going to a woman's coffee morning meeting for other local ladies. It was a very special woman's group. By invitation only. Kris was being taken by her mother for the first time to this kind of coffee morning meeting. Her mother Diane had made sure that Kris was dressed appropriately with her new outfit bought by specifically for the other ladies to admire and approve of. Kris was...

4 years ago

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Pads Coffee Kanika And More

“So you haven’t seen that before?” I heard that familiar sexy voice. I was in the open terrace holding a padded maroon bra and I turned back to see Kanika smiling at me. Kanika was my neighbor. Newly married, fair in complexion, her skin is like coated in butter. So supple and soft. Long hair which just ends above her waist, perky full breasts. Not big but just perfect. She was a ravishing doll. She had this habit of tying her saree low waist and I would constantly drool at her butter tummy. I...

2 years ago

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The Coffee Shop Couple

Some days do not go as planned. Sometimes this can be a good thing. What had been planned as an orderly and mundane, but busy day, transpired very differently. I was at work and had planned to leave at about 6:00 to do some late night shopping. It was about four in the afternoon when I got a reminder email that my local coffee shop, which serves absolutely divine coffee, was having a Christmas party. I had previously said I would be attending. Christina is the young lass who manages the...

2 years ago

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Coffee Cards and a Cabin

"It was so nice of you to have me and Tyler join you guys up here for the weekend! We really appreciate it," Brooke said to Amy, holding her cup of coffee close to her lips to protect against the chilly bite of the Sierra Nevada breeze before taking a sip. "Jacob and I have been up here so often, just the two of us, that we decided that this year we wanted some company and who better than you two? I mean, you and Jacob spend so much time together at work that I'm sure you'd like to hang out...

2 years ago

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Coffee With a Stranger

Awakening to the sound of rain drops splattering against the bedroom window, I stretched lazily and then rolled out of bed and padded across the hardwood floor to the bathroom.  Tucking a thumb into the waistband of my jockey shorts, I held myself with the other hand and aimed.  Watching the strong, translucent stream cascading into the bowl and merging with the water at the bottom, enjoying that feeling of release from the pressure of a full bladder that inevitably accompanies the predictable...

4 years ago

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Older Woman at the Coffee Shop

A psychologist might have said that James' desire for an older woman was due to not having a mother figure in his life. James knew that his mother had died around the time of his birth, but he didn't know anything else, as his dad wouldn't talk about her, her death or even tell him what her name had been. Tired of being kept in the dark, one night James demanded answers from his dad, and he finally broke. His dad was yelling at him when he said, "I crashed the car while driving her to the...

3 years ago

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Coffee Anyone

I took the only trip abroad in my life (aside from Mexico) to Thailand about 9 years ago and had a grand time..I had been with one trans by this time in my life but I considered it more of youthful experimentation at the time and went back to women.In Bangkok, I met a hot little female go-go dancer who taught me the meaning of ‘menthol magic’ and it was a mind-blowing experience. Basically she used ice water, warm tea, and a Halls Mentho-Lyptus lozenge while sucking me and it taught me about...

1 year ago

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Older Woman in Coffee Shop Part 1

Note 2: Part 1 is a mostly non-sexual background for James and Angella's relationship. This section is much longer than the others, but the background is relevant to the story, so Part-1 at your own peril -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- EARLY YEARS -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- At the age of 15 James came across a box filled with pictures of his dad's old girlfriends. Even though clothing...

1 year ago

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Coffee Shop Slut

I checked my reflection in the shop window adjacent to the coffee store and knew I looked good. I had dressed as master had instructed. Three and a half inch heels, fishnet hold-ups, black silk mid-thigh flared mini skirt. I wore a black satin bra and matching thong and the bra was clearly visible through the clinging low-cut white chiffon blouse. I pulled out my compact from my handbag and with perfectly manicured bright-red nails, flipped it open to check my make-up. Again, as instructed, I...

2 years ago

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Back from the coffee shop

That Saturday morning I woke up early and found my beloved hubby was still snoring heavily by my side. I got a nice warm shower and then I went down to the kitchen, to make some coffee.Then I found the coffee can was empty. I knew that no caffeine in the morning could make me become a very cranky slut. The empty cupboard meant a trip to the local coffee house where the beans were roasted dark…So I slid my body into a pair of jeans, grabbed my keys and headed off for a pound of that nice sweet...

2 years ago

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Black coffee

One morning recently I was up before my hubby Jason who had pulled an all-nighter editing a hot new video we had just shot the night before. I was still feeling a little frisky from that shoot even though I’d been used every which way by a strong well hung military man (my contribution to the war effort). While hubby slept in I intended to make some coffee and perhaps sext with a hot BBC I’d met on Yahoo. But my morning plan was foiled by an empty coffee can. No caffeine buzz makes me a very...

2 years ago

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Black Coffee

I rolled my eyes in exasperation. ‘You do realize that I’ve asked you for coffee creamer twice now, right?’ The young waitress paused for a moment. Then her eyes went wide. ‘Oh, my gawd, I am so sorry, ma’am. I’ll get it for you right now!’ She was barely out of high school and looked harried, but my patience was at an end. ‘Don’t bother. Just send the manager.’ The waitress was nearly my age, and apparently thought that might make it possible for her to play me. ‘Oh! Look…you don’t have to...