"Jonathan helps Mrs Chester in the kitchen"
Sunday morning and Jon was just nearing the clubhouse. He was on his bike, in his cycling gear. He had hoped to get in early and combine exercise with the trip, but he was late. He slunk in through the...
"Jasen comes to Mrs Chester's assistance"
Dorothy Chester was watching again from her seat, in the shed. What a sight. Jonathan was facing her, standing about six feet away. His shorts were down around his ankles and a singular object was pointing out from him, up,...
"Jonathan helps Mrs Chester; Linda calls."
It was about a week later. Linda Crawley was on her way to see Dot about a Saturday event. At forty-two Linda was a little younger than her friend. A tangled mass of short brown hair fell over her face....
"Jonathan helps Mrs Chester in the garden. Collett calls."
He wasn’t sure how she had convinced him to do it, but now he was collecting his own pee in an old milk carton with a green screw-on lid. The smell was terrible, but over a couple of days he...
"Ever heard the saying, Curiosity killed the cat? Paris has."
“You look like shit!” Paris peered over her sunglasses and took in Tom’s seedy appearance. The heavy eyes, tousled hair and dark stubble that shadowed the ridge of his jaw could lead to only one conclusion - he hadn’t been home...
"Drunken night on the beach."
This story happened about six months ago while my husband and I were on our honeymoon in Mexico. We decided to go to Cancun because of its nightlife and beach. I met my husband while I was in college at...
"The orgasms are always better when someone watches."
Wanting to Be Watched In my fantasy, you, Michelle, have invited my wife and me over to watch you and your husband fuck. You have told me that you get incredibly aroused when people watch you and your husband have...
Over the next few days Angela and I made love constantly during the night and became the best of friends during the day. We more often slept together at my apartment than hers because of the added privacy; she was...
In my early 20s I lived in an apartment complex laid out in a row; my section had ten apartments facing the street. The apartments were roomy, comfortable two-story affairs dating from the late 60s. When I moved in I...
Angela lay next to me as we relaxed after going down on each other. After a minute she looked up at me and asked, “Do you always listen to your neighbors?”“Hell no,” I chuckled. “You were the first. I was...