Testing Limits

"A woman is blazing her own path and taking me along!"

We slide into a booth at the rear of a quiet and dark resturant.  It’s very intimate, almost more than I would expect for a first … I guess … date.  Sure, we have been talking for weeks, but this...

New Girl At Club Naw-Tee Ch. 3

"Mister gets a lap dance from a nice girl from Baynaskbra."

Her body moved to a beat others couldn’t hear as our pulses slammed in unison with the blow. I expected her to get all herky-jerky with its pounding rhythms, but instead she went the other way, a slow motion sexual...

Nursing The Neighbor – Part 6

"Gale and Darren must decide just how much their adult nursing relationship means to them. Series finale."

On the day Darren was to arrive home, he let me know he'd made dinner reservations for three at his favorite restaurant. It was a fancy place, one I couldn't afford to frequent even when I had a job. No longer...

Nursing The Neighbor – Part 5

"Trust develops, and pleasure builds, between Gale and Carter."

Holding my blouse together, I moved to sit on Darren's couch. Carter, meanwhile, remained standing, as if waiting for permission to join me.With a shy smile, I granted it. "Darren likes to rest his head on my lap while we...

Nursing The Neighbor – Part 4

"Gale meets the man Darren has suggested for his nursing surrogate."

Without thinking, I took my hand from Darren's. That subtle gesture made him appear stricken, and he rushed to say, "It's only a suggestion, Gale. I absolutely understand if you're not interested in doing that."I didn't tell him no outright....

New Girl At Club Naw-Tee Ch. 2

""Candy" dances again, and then discusses what $9,643 will buy."

“Mitzi” hobbled off the stage, no richer than when she’d walked onto it. I knew she made most of her wad giving incredibly overpriced handies in VIP; her technique wasn’t bad. I preferred her oral.With Jennifer out of view, Lizard...

New Girl At Club Naw-Tee Ch. 1

"Sir discovers a newbie stripper unlike all the other girls he's hooked on coke."

It was just past eleven as I dismounted my motorcycle and walked up to the front door of “San Garibaldi’s Own” Club Naw-Tee. Judging by the cars in the parking lot, I guessed the joint was only moderately busy; I...