Atlantic city Stories

“We need to get you something to wear besides your chauffeur’s suit, honey. I mean you are handsome in it of course, but it’s just not something you can wear the whole weekend!” Louise said. “What did you have in mind?” Kevin asked. “Well, I always liked those muscle t-shirts and a pair of tight jeans on a guy… you know, where the shirt and pants are tight enough that you can see a bit of what’s underneath them! You got a...

Louise Thorndyke stood there dressed only in her pink bra and panties, thigh top stockings, and red high heeled peep-toe pumps. The red dress she was wearing a minute ago now lay over the edge of the bed next to her. She took a few steps towards him while she reached both hands up behind her back. Kevin licked his lips as the sexy lady quickly unclipped the bra to reveal her lovely breasts. “See my nipples are quite large...

The Departures area of LaGuardia International Airport was packed as the black limousine waited its turn to pull into the departing passengers drop off area. Kevin, the chauffeur, tapped the steering wheel of the car as he impatiently waited to pull in and drop off Richard Thorndyke so he could catch his plane. He looked into the rear-view mirror and saw Mr. Thorndyke arguing with his wife, Mrs. Thorndyke, and he seemed p...