It had been one of those days. The kind that would make you quit if they happened more than occasionally. It began at 6 a.m., with personnel problems and was followed soon after by customer problems and equipment problems, none of which could be solved without a significant investment of human and financial resources. All this was exacerbated by a bad lunch that caused serious indigestion that had lasted all afternoon. Finally, it was a little after six, and I was going home.As I exited the building, I was blasted by a wall of blistering heat. It was the kind of heat that makes you feel as though there is a weight on your chest when you breathe. I walked quickly to my car, opened the door, and was greeted by super-heated air billowing from the cabin, which made the 105 degrees it was outside somehow, seem cool.I climbed in and immediately switched the temperature control setting to auto and 60. The air blowing from the vents was oppressive as the car struggled to cool the cabin. The
I awoke to the sun's yellow beam casting a strip over my body like a highlighter on a sheet of paper. It was going to be an incredible summer day. I lay there naked in the warmth of the morning sun happy to have the day off.Work had been extremely stressful lately. My new boss was a real bitch; she had been making my life hell since her promotion. But it was a beautiful morning, I had the day off, and John was coming home today. So I pushed thoughts of work aside and focused on enjoying the beauty of the day and my plan for John's homecoming as I stroked my stomach with my hands.The touch woke my skin, and my thoughts turned erotic. I found myself suddenly aroused. My nipples were erect, and my pussy was beckoning my fingers when the chirp of my cell phone interrupted the moment. It was Sarah, the masseuse, who I had hired confirming the time she needed to be at the house this afternoon for her part of my husband John's homecoming surprise.As I turned to replace the phone on the be
Hello Honey,It's Saturday morning, and I wrote this letter to you, so you can have something to read while I'm at work today. Of course, you know I'm going to be writing you a sexy letter and want you to do as you are told.Mmmm, I woke up this morning thinking about you and how much I will miss you and touching your body. As you know, you have been a 'Bad Girl' this week. So I'm going to write out a list of things you have to do for your punishment. Are you ready Bad Girl to get dirty?I know your pussy is starting to tingle right now as you begin to read on what your morning is going to be like, and your nipples are starting to get erect, you can feel your body starting to heat up as you read faster on. As you sit here reading, you begin to close your legs tighter as you feel the rush of wetness entering your pussy. Your first reaction is to lower your hand to touch the outside of your panties, and you begin to touch the softness of your panties against the swollen inner lips of yo
It's early afternoon, and you are in town buying a new outfit for our night together. Something very soft and feminine and flowy, because you know how I love a woman; my woman, in summer, kind of short flowing type dress that is short enough to have my imagination at each breeze but just long enough to ensure modesty; something that accentuates your form to it's fullest.I have arranged for us to spend the evening in this great little cottage on the beach. It's quiet and secluded, and the beach is private. The day is hot, and the weather clear. I have also made dinner reservations for us at this very quaint and VERY private restaurant up on the coast highway overlooking the ocean.I am busy preparing your room for you, so when you come home and need to get ready for our evening, everything will be at your fingertips .even me. I can see you coming down the drive, and I meet you at your car door with a fresh cup of coffee I have just roasted the beans for and freshly ground, so the caff
At first, I don't think you knew what to think. When I looked up, I saw your fingers flying over the top of your pussy, rubbing your clit like a madwoman. Your head was moving from side to side; you were moaning and groaning as the most intense orgasm of your life started washing over you. Juices gushed from your pussy, and a scream started deep within you somewhere, and you covered your mouth with a towel so as not to embarrass yourself. Your fingers were flying on your clit, and my hands were moving in and out of you in a fury.The orgasm took hold of you in a way you weren't expecting. Instead of the usual rhythmic contractions of your vaginal muscles, this came from much deeper within you, and you pushed it out of you, almost like you were trying to push it out and away from you. Juices went everywhere, and you collapsed and relaxed all in the same motion.I wasn't sure, but I thought you might have passed out. I took my finger from you, and I turned the vibrator off, and it just
Everyone said Jim Woodset was a nice guy. He was generally acknowledged to be a sensitive, caring human being; kind to animals and fair in his dealings with others. Some thought it strange that a young man, so fit and healthy, should live out here in the wilderness of Alaska so far from the fun, parties, drinking and women with no company with nothing but the wild animals of the forest.He had come to this outpost nearly ten years ago, a young man just barely out of his teens and found work on a highway maintenance crew; then, when the winter season set in and he had lost his summer job, he'd stayed on and earned a meager existence doing odd jobs. After that first winter, Jim was accepted as a member of the community.Since Jim was easily the most robust and handsomest man in the little community, most of the local women's heads were turned at one time or another. For many he was a challenge. Several of the women in the small community had entertained daydreams of some illicit liaison
She had come to Jim's house earlier, hoping that something like this would develop, although she'd had no clear plan of things were working out well. When she asked Jim to share his bed with her, she had fought her embarrassment and added, "we don't have to do anything, just cuddle up" to save her self respect if he had refused.Actually, she had hoped that he would make his move on her then and was disappointed when he didn't. As she lay in the warmth under the big comforter with Jim adoring and praising her and softly caressing her body all over, she thought about what was happening. Jim was good, and she was more aroused than ever before.Slowly, she tried to push back her feelings of guilt and allowed herself to fully enjoy the event. "God, I'm hot!" she thought. As he moved slightly over her to plant his lips on hers, Jim began to feel the good feelings that had eluded him since the death of his wife. He kissed Maddie on the lips, softly at first; then with increasing passion, an
The waters on the lake were a brilliant deep blue with just a slight ripple over the surface and black at the portions of the shore shaded by the big green pine and fir trees. Overhead and connected to the lake and forest was the azure sky with just a few white cirrus clouds scattered about. It was calm except for an occasional breeze that stirred the ripple on the lake.The silence was broken only by the sounds of the breeze in the trees and far off birdcalls. Occasionally, a branch breaking could be heard. The only evidence of humans ever having been there was the small campsite where David Swenson's campfire burned brightly in preparation for preparing his dinner. The two flattened logs, adjacent to the fire, made for a solid work table and his small bivy shelter with a bed of pine boughs close by completed his camp.It was a good camp, comfortable and efficient, and David, who had been coming here for several years, considered it well worth the two days of canoeing required to get