My first story

It all happened when I was 10. I live in the suburbs where the doors were usually left unlocked, and windows were open at night to stay cool. I would sleep in my boxers because[…]

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Window washer

NOTE: There is no category for periods, bleeding, or menstrual so I couldn’t warn you before this. If the idea turns you off go on to another story. Window Washer I was hired to power[…]

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The trip

ok, we are on the plane, getting ready and situated and comfy..hubby is groggy from two Dramamine and getting a pillow which forces us to rub and touch each other..the sexual chemistry is thick between[…]

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Milk and cookies

“So you’re going off to college,” Mary Peters said to the young man who was painting her house. “In another couple of weeks, Kerry Kimball replied between brush strokes. “My, my,” she sighed while fanning[…]

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