At about four p. yesterday, I discovered I'd left my design portfolio on the kitchen counter. I was supposed to meet with the board of directors at 5:30 and if I didn't have that portfolio, I was screwed. So I called my wife, Alora, and begged her to bring it to me. nnLet me just say—I have an amazing wife. Alora is a gorgeous brunette with a killer body and a sweet, bubbly personality. She works from home as a graphic artist. Asking her to leave in the middle of the day is definitely a big inconvenience. However, she good-naturedly agreed and I hung up the phone with a smile on my face. nnWhile I waited for Alora I did as much preparation for the big meeting as I could without having the portfolio in my hand. I was completely focused on my presentation outline when she walked into my office. Wrenching myself away from my notes, I was shocked to see what my wife was wearing. nnShe had on a short, tight minidress in shiny metallic fabric, tall clear heels and a long, loose coat with a fur collar. Her voluptuous breasts were buoyant and round under the thin fabric and I could clearly see both erect nipples. My cock rose in my pants as I stared at her long, strong legs and the sexy stripper shoes. Alora carefully slipped the coat off and draped it on a chair. She was holding my portfolio. nn"Hi baby," my wife said casually. "Here's your file." Speechless, I walked over and kissed her deeply.

*All my stories are real experiences I've had unless otherwise stated. Glad to find a place where there are others who appreciate this kind of life! nn*nnMy mates will tell you that I've been a horny fucker ever since I came out of the womb! As I was growing up I always passed for being a few years older than my actual age and that made me a hit with the ladies pretty early on. My high school years were what most people experience in their college years.party, party, party! Sure I did some pretty stupid shit but hell, that's what it's all about! I gotta say that I owe a heck of a lot to my Phys Ed teacher/rowing coach Mr. Taylor. or Kevin as most of us guys called him. He pushed us real hard in training right from 9th Grade through to grad but he compensated that with the best rewards any horny guys could ask for. nnBy 12th Grade, and just turned 18 years old, I was Kev's right-hand man when it came to training sessions with the senior crew. We worked the guys hard in the gym and on the track through the winter months and out on the water in the summer. Every morning at 6:00am we were all working our asses off to get to the championships and by the time we had to clean up and get to class our muscles were tense as fuck and coach made sure we got that tension released. nnKev was still a pretty young teacher. At 27 he had a ripped bod and good looks that gave me a run for my money when it came to the chicks around school. After spending the first couple of years in competition we finally got our acts together and realised that we would work better as a team. For the past year Kev and I had been taggin this hot piece of ass from our rival school. She was the girlfriend of one of the guys on their team and I had made sure to get her home when her boyfriend fucked off with his mates after a competition. Since then we'd been keeping her warm every few nights and kept saying to each other how much the guys back at school would like gettin their dicks into her.

(Hey, people, thanks for your patience, and sorry about the wait. Had to make it worth waiting for! Darlantan.)nnFire and Ice 3. The Gathering.nnThe doorbell was so commonplace that Kendra almost laughed. The cowbell gave a jangle as they pushed through the door. There was a young girl, barely out of school, taking orders by the counter. Kendra's eyes darted around at the other people in the diner, but if they were Centre plants, they were good ones. Nearly to a man and woman, they looked up and then after a cursory glance at her breasts or at Scott, they looked away. Except for a man in the back corner, who didn't even bother to look up, but instead concentrated on his mug. nnScott grunted as the young girl smiled charmingly at him. "Take a place anywhere, hon, and I'll be with you in a sec." The big cryogenic sniffed and lifted his chin towards the man at the back of the room. "We're here for him. To meet." The girl nodded and smiled, revealing a frightening lack of thought. "Well, when you're ready, you just come for me, okay?"nnKendra raised an eyebrow, and the waitress looked her up and down, a hungry light flashing through her eyes for a moment. Then she winked.

Zum fünften Mal hatte unsere Klasse nun Unterricht in den Kellerkabinetten im Untergeschoss der Schule, um plastische Studien von Pflanzen herzustellen.nnIch überlegte schon den ganzen Tag, ob ich die vier Stunden nicht doch zuhause auf der Couch verbringen sollte. Ich hatte die Gipsform schon fertig und es waren nur kleine Details zu überarbeiten. Doch es kam, dass ich keine Minute zu lange dagewesen war. nn*nnIn der Mittagspause beschwerte sich meine Banknachbarin Katrin bei mir, die Zeit für die praktischen Arbeiten wäre ihr immer viel zu kurz. "Jedesmal bin ich die letzte, die da ist. Drum darf ich dann ständig allein saubermachen, weil ich wieder nicht fertig war, bevor alle anderen abgehauen sind. Wird heute bestimmt wieder so!" Ich wollte ihr entgegenkommen: "Na wenn ich dir eine Freude damit machen kann, bleibe ich noch, bis du alles hast. Vielleicht kann ich dir helfen." Doch sie lachte verlegen, "Nee, musst nicht! Bist doch auch fertig, oder? Und vier Stunden lang kann ich dir das nicht zumuten."nnIch war schon froh, dass sie nicht gesagt hat, es wäre ihr egal. Aber ich hatte wie gesagt nichts vor und ahnte schon, dass wir dann allein unten wären.nn".hab nächste Woche keine Zeit. Ich muss aber auch noch meinen Ast ordentlich schleifen."nnDaraufhin grinste sie mich an, fand das unheimlich komisch. "Damit er schön glatt wird - das ist wichtig!