It didn’t take long for Sabina to strip and slip into the bath. Warm water, bubbles, champagne…good gawd she felt like a Courtesan and didn’t have a guilty bone in her body. “It’s nice to be the Courtesan” came from a giggling Sabina. When the water started to cool and before she started to pickle Sabina got up and wrapped the hotel robe around herself and went to her bed to unpack her things. Skirts, jeans, bras, they all came out and she went over to the bureau ...
abina had been talking to Max for at least 5 months. They met online but were thousands of miles from each not to mention daily responsibilities. Both were trim as they worked out consistently. Sabina preferred dancing at the clubs to aerobics and Max loved the iron at his local gym. Both caught the eye of the opposite sex but Sabina admitted she also caught the attention of her own, either way it was always appreciated. Both lived their lives in denial of their ages, the late ...
We meet in the airport in Chicago. We’re flying somewhere together and I've managed a stopover in Chicago so that we can be on the same plane. A half hour before my flight is due to arrive, you go into the bathroom and remove the dildo from your bag. slide it into your cunt and pull up your snug black jeans to hold it into place. You're wearing a red button down shirt, and the lacy edges of a black bra peek out at the v-neck. The black pants and the red shirt are nicely matched by ...
My blog consists of short stories or stories in development. Some stories are reality based and those that are not, I hope will be reality one day. But rather than lose the mood or scene to a fading memory I prefer to put it into words.