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Boss's Daughter – Part 1

Part 1 – Reunion

Bonnie and I have known each other since either of us can remember. She’s the daughter of my dad’s closest friend, and we spent a lot of time together as children. However, by the time we were in our teens, it was apparent to me that we were a mismatch; I had essentially stopped growing when I was 13 at 5’4″, and, not being particularly athletic, never topped 130 lbs. Bonnie, on the other hand, by the time she was 15 stood over 5’10″ of lush, full bodied, blonde beauty and, although she was almost three years younger than I, made me feel almost like a skinny child when we were together.

Yet, for reasons I could never fathom, she had also devel- oped a massive crush on me. Not that I wasn’t good looking and personable; the girls at school called me “pretty boy” (a name I [ ...continue reading "Boss's Daughter – Part 1" ]

Sexual Adventures of Exine – Volume 5

A person can only be happy go lucky and totally adventurous for so long before a brief whiff of depression can kick in and destroy their personality for a while. Such is what happened to Exine one night when her young fling named Derek was carded at a bar (he was turning 21 in a month or so but the bartender wouldn’t let him slide). The bartender who knew Exine made a comment to the effect of,”when did you start picking them up at school?” Well, needless to say, that ruined the night for our sweet gal and much of the following week. Although no hint of age had crept into her face or body, she found herself constantly checking herself out in mirrors, scrutinizing carefully for wrinkles and other “old” signs. She answered absolutely none of her calls, even poor horny Derek who was as confused as anyone. Derek [ ...continue reading "Sexual Adventures of Exine – Volume 5" ]

Part 5 "An American Pervert in London"

When they reached the hotel bar, they were dismayed to discover that the convention had fairly packed it with bodies, most dressed in some form of outlandish fetish costumes.

“Well people,” Mandy said, “it looks like we have two choices: wade into that lot and try to find someone who’s willing to share a table, or go back to the room and order room service.”

“I vote for room service,” commented Jason, looking at the crowd with a little distaste, “I mean, this place is WEDGED.”

“Well I vote we wade in,” Flora put in, “I LIKE crowds… but then you knew that.”

“Yeah, we know,” Jason shot back sarcastically, “after all, you might get lucky and get felt up.” He grinned to take the edge off his words.

Flora made an abortive attempt to pinch him and replied, “Look asshole, just because you…”

“That’s enough, you two,” interrupted Mandy, “remember, this isn’t a democracy. Since [ ...continue reading "Part 5 "An American Pervert in London"" ]

New Neighbors - Chapter 7

The men were in their tuxes and the ladies elegant dresses, and they were enjoying being out together. Jimmy thought about this couple a lot and how they had changed his and Dana’s lives. When they had moved in just a week and a half ago they were ready to start a new life together, and Jimmy hoped that that might include loosening Dana’s inhibitions a little.

He reminisced about the scenes he had observed during the last few days: Dana making love to another man while he was in the room, he making love to another woman while she looked on, the video tape of her dressing up like Aphrodite and “punishing” Barbara while he received a tongue-bath out on the deck from their neighbor’s 19 year old niece, swimming in a mountain stream in the buff and forming a 3-way love chain in a secluded part of the woods, [ ...continue reading "New Neighbors – Chapter 7 "The Focus"" ]

Open Marriage Chronicles – The Heat from Catmandou

After a year of our lifestyle, I’m still not sure whether “open marriage” is the right term. When Bill first encouraged me to date others, I found the idea appalling, but now I love this arrangement. Bill hasn’t shown any interest in involvement with another woman, so this has been a one-sided affair. What Bill gets out of these dates are the thrills of my telling about my extramarial experiences. I agreed to whatever adventures Bill might dream up as long as these were no threat to our marriage.

So a month after our vacation at the Five Roses ranch, we drove in separate cars to Catmandou, a live-entertainment club. I was wearing four-inch heels and a red satiny oriental dress, baring my back to just below the waist and slit to the thigh. I found a table in a dimly lit corner. The place was decorated with nostalgia gimmicks [ ...continue reading "Open Marriage Chronicles – The Heat from Catmandou" ]