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Jonathon And Jackie Naked In SchoolChapter 32 Jackie

I found myself tangled with naked bodies when I woke up. There was a hand on one of my boobs and I quickly determined it belonged to JR. As I came out of my slumbering state, I began to recall the events of the previous night. While fun at the time, giving a bunch of guys blowjobs wasn't something I wanted to repeat any time soon. The act made me feel a bit sluty, but it didn't really bother me, not at the time. What did surprise me were the subtle differences in the taste of the guys'...

Jonathon And Jackie Naked In SchoolChapter 34 Jackie

Once the house was cleaned, the sheets washed, and the beds made, JR and I said goodbye to our friends. I held his hand as we walked out to the truck. JR opened the passenger door, holding it while I stepped up into the cab. "Nice view," JR said from behind me. I knew he was looking under my short dress at my butt. "So, that's why you're always a gentleman and hold the door for me," I said while wiggling my ass. "No, that's not the reason, but it is defiantly a benefit!" JR...

Jonathon And Jackie Naked In SchoolChapter 35 JR

I took Jackie's hand in mine. We went to the living room and told our parents we were ready. Jackie's dad had taken Mo to school so she could practice with the rest of the band. I told our parents we were going to take my truck and meet them. During the ride to school, Jackie sat next to me. She stared out the window, remaining silent. I put my hand on her knee, giving her a firm squeeze. "What's going on in that pretty head of yours" I asked. "I'm just thinking about the past week,...

Impersonating Brianne

‘Hello, Mr. Gibson?’ she said as the door opened. The man at the door was in his mid-thirties. Attractive, if a little average-looking. ‘Yes,’ he replied in a kind voice. ‘You must be Marissa. Please come in.’ ‘Thank you,’ she said. He led her through the large house to the kitchen area. It looked like he had been reading the paper. He motioned to one of the chairs at the table. ‘Can I get you something to drink? Coffee? Coke? Orange juice?’ ‘No, thank you,’ she replied, wondering why he...

Impersonating BrianneChapter 2

When she awoke the next morning, Marissa was alone in the bed. Somehow she had not only overslept, but she had slept through her client getting up and leaving her. I'm slipping, she thought. She got out of the bed and went into the shower. After cleaning up, she slipped into a bathrobe and went back to the bedroom. She thought to order something from room service for breakfast, so she went into the outer room. Next to the phone was a note written in Alan's neat print. Good morning! I'm...

Impersonating BrianneChapter 3

With a start, Marissa jerked awake. She felt around in the darkness. She was alone in the bed. Blinking back the haze, she looked for the clock. 3:15. The curtains were drawn, but there was a soft light coming from the outer room. She slipped out of the bed and silently peeked around the corner of the door. Alan was sitting at the desk, facing away from her and wearing only a bathrobe. His laptop was open in front of him. He was flipping through pictures on the screen. Marissa could see...

Impersonating BrianneChapter 4

The next two days in Las Vegas passed quickly. Wednesday morning, Alan woke up and went back to his seminars. Marissa took the rental car and ran some errands. After a quickie and then lunch, the two were in the exhibition hall, closing a sixty-five thousand dollar deal on some equipment for the restaurant's kitchen. Afterwards, he went back to his meetings, and she went back to the blackjack tables. The conference had a banquet that night. The pair ate and danced in their own little...

Impersonating BrianneChapter 5

When they finally stumbled out of bed, Alan and Marissa took a shower together and got dressed. It was spring, and while the sun was going to be out all day, the heat wasn't stifling. She put on shorts and a sleeveless polo shirt. She found a hat in her suitcase and dug out her sunglasses. Alan was wearing a pair of cargo shorts and a nice t-shirt. They got in the car and drove first to Hoover Dam. They met the dam guide, took the dam tour, saw the dam generators, watched some of the dam...

Impersonating BrianneChapter 6

After making love in the desert, Alan and Marissa returned to the hotel. They held each other all night, overcome by their passion. With the sun's first rays shining in through the windows, Marissa found herself once again in Alan's arms. Unlike the day before, now she only wanted to stay in his embrace, but their time was almost up. They made love as the sun rose and then packed up their things for the mid-morning flight. Alan settled up the bill and was surprised to find that many of...

Impersonating BrianneChapter 7

Rolling over lazily, Marissa hunted around for Alan. He wasn't there. She sat up. The scarves were still tied to the bedposts. Alan's shirt, which she had been wearing the night before, was on the floor, having been thrown across the room some time in the middle of the night. The bedsheets were rumpled. The comforter was on the floor. The sun was up but she still felt like it should have just been daybreak. Her body hadn't caught up from the jetlag. Marissa was sore, especially her...

Impersonating BrianneChapter 8

"Hamada-san," Marissa called. "What can we do for you?" Surveying the kitchen with an aura of imperturbable command, the short Japanese man was the proverbial eye at the center of the storm. He never used more words than he had to, was an excellent chef and had a wry sense of humour about him. Amidst all the mayhem, he was right in his element. He gave her a slight smile that only barely showed his teeth. He was obviously enjoying himself. He had a slight accent, but spoke very clearly....

Reincarnation Life After Death Ch 04

Chapter 4: The Voyage ‘Twas a beautiful day for sailing with a sky so cloudlessly clear and a wind that blew just enough of a breeze to keep the sails puffed and the ship moving forward at a brisk pace. The blueness of the clear skies made Allison feel that nothing could be wrong and that life was truly wonderful. Only, Hazel’s words haunted her echoing their foreboding thoughts through her mind. ‘You won’t survive the voyage.’ She tried her best not to think about he crazy witch’s...

Anatomy of a Cheating Divorcee

Great Thanks to the always awesome mikothebaby for her editing magic, and patience with grammar, spelling and punctuation. Her valiant attempts to make my stories readable are much appreciated. As Always, any and all errors are mine, and mine alone. I've had MANY requests (OK more like demands and threats) to write a follow-up to the flash tale "Anatomy of an Affair", so here goes. Also while this saga is in story form, the attribution of this fable had a lot of "help" from the same...

Anatomy of an InvasionChapter 4 Lilli and the Worms

Cassie and Julie arrived at 8:30 am Monday morning, on the dot, Cassie eager to meet Eve, and both of them eager to start their new job. She was already inside the meeting room, waiting for them both, all set up with her slim notebook and a projector. The projector was displaying a picture of Johns Hopkins university. "Cassie, Julie. "Good morning, girls. "This official part won't take very long." Eve presented an NDA to each of them, and watched in silence as Cassie and Julie read...

Dominatrix Justine

Good morning, this is your 9 o'clock morning call. I sit at a desk in front of a large mess of papers. I dial. Typical, I wonder what the change is this time? At last I connect on the phone, -the appointment is 10.45am, not what I thought I had agreed - indeed I would take money on it that 9.45am was what we had discussed. No doubt, once again, my fears, my timidity at the effrontery of even making a call had contributed to my own lack of concentration on such an elementary matter. Oh...

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