Dinner?

"Dinner time distractions"

As we sat in the restaurant, he slipped his foot from his shoe and dragged his big toe across my damp knickers.“Take them off.” The whispered command.I blushed.“Now!”I opened my mouth to protest, then nodded, acquiescing.“On the plate,” he ordered...

You Put What in Where?

"Viggo, come back ..."

“Damn! Oh no, oh no!” I holler.Don’t panic. He couldn’t have gone far. You just have to find him. Frantically, I search and search. Tears roll down my face as panic sets in.“Viggo, why did you do this to me?...