Aralık 2022

Stupid decisions are the result of choosing the less-intelligent option from a group. Often, the individual choices themselves aren't stupid: it's the result that really makes you ask yourself, "What the HELL was I smoking?" I am an expert on these types of decisions. For example, I once chose to date a guy who did not possess one iota of intelligence...for eighteen months. In addition, I once ate a hot dog from a street vendor in Beijing. Neither scenario ended positively. Last summer, though, I made a very silly decision. In the interest of employment and an adventurous spirit I…

Jillian had a man. He was a perfectly good man: older by 10 years, kind, hardworking and good to the kids. Their life together was good; they'd been together 12 years and she loved him as much as always. In bed, she did her duties and he did his, once a week, usually Thursday nights after WWE Smackdown, when Jerry would have a few beers and come to bed in the mood for love. Jillian never turned him down; after all, he worked hard as a union pipefitter all day, enabling her to live in a nice house in a…

Bobby was 18. Diane was 49. They met at the bar where she worked.He would come in and usually just get a beer or two. Bobby noticed Diane's motherly hips, her ass. He was attracted to older women. She would talk about her daughters and her life being divorced, and as Bobby watched her over the weeks, from close up and afar, he was getting very aroused at the sight of this middle-aged mother. She was a hot motherly type; this night she was wearing a denim skirt, with small leather boots. He couldn't help eyeing the cellulite on her…

I was going to see my honey at his work. I dressed carefully, wearing my new white sheer bra. My black lace skirt and white see through top. I also added a lite black sweater, to cover the see through top. I looked very nice. My honey worked in an office, so I had to dress like I worked there. I arrived at his office on time. He was standing there waiting for me. We walked down to his office talking. Once reaching his office, we walked in and he locked the door behind him. I walked to his desk…

My favorite color is blue. It always has been, for as long as I can remember. My eyes are blue. Girls I've been attracted to have blue eyes. My car is blue. I wear blue jeans a lot. Blue was always the one color that jumped out at me, more vivid than all the others.I was a teenager before I had an eye test and learned that I was the proud owner of a severe case of red-green colorblindness. When I learned that, everything started to make more sense. Blue always stood out to me because it's one of the…

I was 18 years old. Just completing my Sr. year in HS and the summer was right around the corner. Ever since 8th grade I babysat around the neighborhood to earn money. Early in the school year, I began sitting for a neighbor two doors down from my house. She was a young, single mom who moved into the area just about a year before. I admired her, as when she bought her house, she was 7 months pregnant, alone and very sure of herself. She was also a successful businesswoman and THAT really caught my attention as I too…

Fifty years - and it seemed like only yesterday - which is bullshit but a colorful way to commence a tale. My old home town did not look the same and I did not step down off a train - but I digress. I was back for a 50th year highschool reunion - small town, midwest, the city and the state don't matter. In my past were three wives, many homes, multiple jobs, lots of lovers - all the baggage, fond memories and regrets that most of us accumulate. I was unattached, unencumbered but not uninterested in starting something -…

This story picks up at the end of "Six Floors Down".I lied in bed thinking about my morning with my bikini girl. I knew it was real, but it just seemed too much like a fleeting memory. Almost like a ghost had swept in and, well, taken mind-blowingly good care of my penis.But, there was the promise of another round to sustain me. If she was serious about continuing tomorrow morning, I had only mere hours to wait. I tossed and turned most of the night, able to think of nothing else but my bikini girl. Her perfect breasts. Her…

50 lik yavrukus merhabalar yine, kaldimiz yerden heycan dolu yeni daha dogrusu eski bir animi paylasmaya devam edecegim. bu seferki digerlerine gore degsik. Cunku bir bayan ile olan animi paylasiyorum. Adini Carla olarak devam ettirecegim. Carla ile bir kac kez chatte gorustukten sonra msn adreslerimizi paylast5ik ve ordan devam ettik muhabbetimize. ben o aralar 23/24 falan olmaliydim o ise bana 50 yasinda oldugunu soylemisti. iki cocugunun da benden buyuk oldugunu da soylemisti. neyse bizim muhabbet koyulasiyor vede birbirimiz daha iyi taniymaya basliyorduk. daha onceleri bir kac kez genclerle birlikte olmus ve yeni bir arayis icindeymis Carla. Ve bu durumdan kocasinin…

AYÇA – HER ŞEYIN BAŞLANGICI – (1) Ayça, uluslararası bir şirketin satış-pazarlama bölümünde ürün müdürüydü. Size onu biraz tanıtayım: Doğuştan gelen bir sıcaklığı, cilveli bir havası vardı; fakat kesinlikle hafif bir kadın değildi. 6 yıldır evliydi. Eşi, Tolga da iyi bir firmada çalışıyordu. Çocukları yoktu. Onca koşturmacanın içinde çocuk yapmaya fırsat bulamamışlardı. Şimdilerde bu konuyu sık sık gündeme getiriyorlar, artık zamanının geldiğini düşünüyorlardı. Ayça 29 yaşında, kısa sarı saçlı, beyaz tenli, uzun boylu, kahverengi gözlüydü. Yüzü çok güzeldi; biçimli ve zarif dudaklar, küçük bir burun. Uzun ve biçimli bacakları, iri kalçaları vardı. Göğüsleri normal boyutlarda ama dimdikti. İş yerinde dozunda…