Two For Me

OK so it wasn’t what I had planned in the beginning but hey, it worked out great, and in fact life couldn’t be better. Although it didn’t start out looking like it was going to, in fact when Kristine called I was a bit concerned, it was three in the morning and she was crying.

Sheryl 2 by Thickexperienced80

While away during the business trip, Sheryl and I exchanged txts flirting and trying to get a gauge of whether or not what had happened that Sunday night would progress to something else. Could’ve it been only two drunk workers submitting to a night of passion? I was to arrive back in Pittsburgh a Friday

Sexy Train Couple, Ch. 01

I first noticed them in the train station standing at the ticket counter. I said to myself, “That’s a cute couple.”Upon further examination (gawking), I upgraded my ranking to “extremely sexy.”She has tan and toned arms with a tight tank top on, which complemented her delicious athletic pants, which highlighted her outstanding ass. Her blonde

Irresistable Sasha by Kitty_Labella

Can he resist……? / Leave honest feedback & ratings please…. Sasha turned many heads as she walked down the long aisle on flight 820 to New York. She had been a flight attendant for Jamaica Air® for five years; she loved her job. As a flight attendant, she had traveled all over the world. Sasha

Visiting Karen in Maine

A day in Maine with KarenMorning”Wow, you look great!” I told Karen when she came out of the restaurant to meet me after serving breakfast. I had driven up to see her at her summer waitressing jobs near Saco a few months before we both were heading off to college.”I bet you’re noticing my work

Falling In Love With Mom Ch. 01

He sat at this same bar again, like he did last week. Same drink. Same look of defeat. He stayed at the same motel- different room this time. Oddly enough he recognized a few faces, especially the one that tried to fight him and the one who cost him forty bucks just to tell him

Sindhu Diary – Prelude

Author’s Note: This is prelude to the Sindhu Diary – a Punctuated SymphonyMy heart raced as my mother initiated the conversation that had cast a lingering shadow over that memorable night. Her eyes bore a blend of curiosity and apprehension, and I steeled myself for a discourse that held the potential to unearth long-submerged uncertainties.