When the alarm went off on Monday morning, I took a swing at the damn thing and protested that its parents never married. Tammy came in with the aroma of her perfume and hot coffee floating into my head. I was lying on my side, and when I opened my eyes, I was looking right at her sweet brown patch. I smiled, sat up, and adjusted the pillow behind me. Tammy handed the cups to me and joined me in bed. “I thought that would...

Gemma Reynolds’ phone vibrated and illuminated the cup holder of her car. She picked it up to read the incoming text she knew would be from Mindy. 'We’re doing this right?' 'Yes! Are you there now?' 'Yeah. Just got here! Are you at my house?' 'Yep! I’m ready!' 'Me too' 'I think' 'You're sexy! Own it!' 'Have some fun! TTYL' Gemma set the phone to Silent and slid it into the pocket of her trench coat before checking her lip...

“Mark, we’re lucky. I was looking back thinking how unhappy we were. Wondering why we didn’t pack up and leave them, right then and there. Then I think about what we have now. Maybe we appreciate us more, since we had to wait. I don’t know, but I could never be happier than I am with you,” Pam looked up and we kissed. I didn’t say anything, I just held her and would squeeze her a little now and then. I kissed the top of h...

Day two of my adventures started fine and warm. I set the Satnav and drove off, heading to Packwood, the house Stan had told me about the previous evening. About half an hour later, as I drove between two stone gateposts, my satnav announced, “You have arrived at your destination.” The woodland gave way to open meadows, bright green in the sunlight. I drove down the hill and passed the old house before I turned right into...

The anticipation was killing me. My viewpoint submissive at best, her legs straddling me, her body towering over me, her large breasts heavy and delightful, beckoned me. "Squirty cream?" she asked. "Honey..." I replied. I may as well have what I wanted, while devouring her tits. I lifted her breast with my hand, sucked a nipple as she squirted Rowe's honey onto it. It took some massaging and licking, but we got there. I s...

With the loving Cynthia and I have been enjoying, in and out of bed, it was hard as hell to go to work on the last day of the year. But, to ease the pain, I know Cynthia is going to her OB today and I will look busy for eight hours. I was getting worried. Cynthia said she would call me from the doctor’s office. It was after one and still no call. Nancy came in with the coffee pot. The lady has radar, I’m sure of it. “Are...

Early the next morning, when I woke up, Cynthia wasn’t in bed. I listened for her in the bathroom, but nothing. Then I heard her getting cups from the cupboard. Something is on her mind or she would still be in bed with me. When Cynthia came in with the coffee, she had a concerned expression. She was still in her tee shirt and I could see the wheels turning behind her beautiful eyes. She handed a cup of coffee to me and t...

After orally satisfying one another, we sit with our backs against the headboard and cuddle. We still lust for more. With my arm around you, I fondle your breast and pinch your nipple. You respond with a soft purr of a moan. You lean harder against me and start running your hand up and down my thigh. "I love your thighs, Bob. They're so solid and hairy," you tell me. You slide your hand over my thigh and I spread my legs...

Kneeling naked before the coach, who sits on the couch, his cock spent and limp after his release, I feel my pearl throb with unfulfilled need. It aches for his touch, tongue, and lips to bring me to the same ecstasy he just experienced as his cum adorned my face. Mrs. Jones sits beside me, her bare, ample breasts rising and falling with each breath. I steal a glance at her, my heart racing as excitement mingles with a sh...

We slept in a little on Saturday. I got up to get the coffee; Cynthia wolf-whistled at me as I walked out of the bedroom. I turned at looked at her. She sat there with an innocent grin on her face. When I came back with the coffee, she had the covers pulled over her head. Okay, what is this? Oh, yes, the makeup thing. “Baby, do you want me to put your coffee in the bathroom so you can fix your makeup?” “No, it’s fine for...

The rest of the week was quiet but never uneventful with Cynthia. I remembered to call at lunch, once in a while she would ask me to stop at the store, not often. I did get a memo from Mrs. Timbrook. It stated Alfred was doing good in his new position. That made me happy. No mention of my raise, though. Nuts. When I walked in the door, I thought Cynthia had lost it. She approached me, bent her legs to kiss my cheek, and h...

“Get Brook’s business, whatever you have to do, Amy. Even if you have to sleep with him.” These words from her boss, Miranda Kerr resonated with Amy Parkes. It had been a bad year at the Mirage ad agency. They were massively down on in the first two quarters and probably looking at redundancies if things didn’t pick up. Rick Brooks could be their saviour. He was the General Manager of a multi-million-dollar fast-food rest...