Once I was sure of my suspicions about Julia I knew that I would have to see her often. Before she left that first evening in the hotel she asked if she could see me the next day, and of course I was as eager for that as she was. I told her to be at the hotel no later than 9:00 the next morning. I suppose I could have let her stay the night, but I wanted her to be fresh and ready for a full day the following day, and I knew that neither of us would sleep if she stayed there in the hotel with me.
I hadn’t been surprised at Julia’s submissiveness. What had surprised me was her legs and her ass. They didn’t look nearly as nice in those shorts as they did when she was naked and prone on my bed. I was eager to [ ...continue reading "Julia's Ass" ]
Once again I had gotten burned. It happens time and again, but I never learn. But then again, it’s not always all that bad. Maureen is the departmental secretary/receptionist for a systems group at Merrill Lynch, and I met her while working there on a contract. She is attractive and sexy, and after some very limited conversation, I started fantasizing about making it with her. Somewhere along the line I started losing touch with reality and believing I had a chance with her … that’s how I get burned. After leaving Merrill I had barely established a pleasant acquaintance with her, but I already was starting to believe she wanted me. After a few months of being away from there, I was engaged in full-blown, wet masturbatory fantasies about a willing and eager Maureen finally getting the chance to satisfy me.
Well, the bubble burst, as it usually does, 3 [ ...continue reading "On the Job" ]
I flew into LAX and when I came through the gate I saw Brittany standing there. She was even more beautiful than her pictures had allowed me to believe. I approached her and the closer I got to her the more intimidating she became. I watched her face light up in a smile that I interpreted as one which said, ‘this is going to be easier than I thought to break this one into little pieces.’ We hugged and I thought she was going to break my ribs or knock me out right there in the airport; but, she eased up and whispered in my ear, ” that was just a little sample of my arm strength. I’m going to destroy you with them and then break you in half with my long, strong legs. You belong to my muscles”. I could only smile and respond as any male would [ ...continue reading "Broken by Brittany" ]