The NoteI had to remind myself why I was at the store at 6:30 in the morning... Ok, maybe the 105 degrees that it had been for the last week, had a bit to do with it. It would of been a great idea if I had had it all by myself. The store was busy already. I thought to myself that I was already here, just do my shopping now. I did get more than a few looks for my being in my uniform. I shugged them off and hurried to get done, untill I came around this one corner. She was stunning. Her long curly hair set off a face that just too my breath away. She was wearing a white summer dress with flowers that fit her curves to a tee. I came to a complete stop. She must of heard me catch my breath because she looked right into my eyes. Her smile lit up her face even more. If I had been further down the isle I would of looked back to see who she was looking at with the look on her face. I felt my face get warm and I knew that my cheeks were bright red. I fumbled to get something off the shelf to my left to break eye contact. I heard her chuckle and her heels tap away. I couldn't help but to look as she walked down the isle and I knew that she KNEW I'd be looking. There is a walk in every woman that she uses when she knows she's being watched. This woman had hers to perfection. This dress was perfect for what she was doing in it. I knew that if I held my breath I could hear the swishing sound as her hips swayed. My chest got tight and a bit of sweat rolled from my forehead. The bl**d was pounding in my ears as I "semi" raced up the isle to see more of this vision of a woman. As I turned the corner all I was greeted to was empty isle, so I backed up and when to the next one. Same emptiness. Little voice in my mind said "Missed, again." It almost took effort to get back to my shopping but I did. I did get hopeful as I peeked around the next few corners but nothing. I tryed to even listen for her heel taps but the musack was a bit too loud. I was startled a few minutes later when I swore I felt a hand brush my thigh. "oh, pardon me!" I was looking into those beautiful eyes. I think I said "No problem, Ma'am." but I couldn't be sure. She giggled and said "Must be a Cowboy." Her perfume lingered as she moved away. I tryed to catch every little bit of it! She was kneeling down looking for something on the bottom shelf as I turned the corner. She glanced up for just a moment. Was that a smile? I wished I knew for sure but as I got closer she kind of flipped her dress as she stood up. I KNOW my jaw dropped as a whisper of lace showed between her thighs. She turned away just as fast. Were her cheeks showing a bit of red? I had to stop and catch my breath. The lines to checkout were long and slow. She was two checkouts away. I kept glancing towards her. I thought I caught her looking over her shoulder a time or two. My line seemed to be moving faster. (Fine! Now you work faster!) I grabbed my bag and headed to my car. As I crossed the parking lot I turned my alarm off and dropped my stuff in the back seat. It was then that I noticed that I forgot to pick up my beer at the checkout. I thought for a moment that I would be able to see her again and smiled to myself. I kept looking... I must of missed her. As I was ready to drop my beer in the front seat I noticed a folded paper. As I picked it up, I knew that smell on it... and there on the paper was a short note "That was fun, wanna continue this?" I couldn't help but grin as I read the name and phone number, She even put her email address. I thought that things couldn't get better untill I glanced back and on my seat? Carefully folded under that paper? The same whisper of lace that I THOUGHT that I saw! My knees went weak!
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February 20, 2010, 1:32 am
I had to remind myself why I was at the store at 6:30 in the morning... Ok, maybe the 105 degrees that it had been for the last week, had a bit to do with it. It would of been a great idea if I had had it all by myself. The store was busy already. I thought to myself that I was already here, just do my shopping now. I did get more than a few looks for my being in my uniform. I shugged them off and hurried to get done, untill I came around this one corner. She was stunning. Her long curly hair set off a face that just too my breath away. She was wearing a white summer dress with flowers that fi
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THE PARIS BISTRO – based on a personal experience
Even though I was hungry by 7PM, I had waited patiently knowing that Paris restaurants served dinner late. I didn’t want to embarrass myself by arriving before the chef did. If I had known, I would have begun to hunt for a restaurant earlier. Most of the ones in the area of my hotel were expensive and I had to settle, after walking what felt like hours, for a rather ordinary looking bistro located on a quiet side street. The menu was simple but inexpensive. Tables were round, made of dark wood, and close together. Lights were dim and I sat d
May 23, 2012, 6:48 pm
THE OFFICE – MARLENE AND HELEN (a lesbian tale)
It seemed to Marlene that she had worked there for decades, but it had been only 3 months since she had accepted a transfer from her hometown of Boston to head the marketing section of Wesley’s, the beauty salon chain, in New York City. The tall blonde in her early 50s had been successful in her career but her love life had been disastrous from the start. A long-drawn affair with a married woman had finally ended by itself when she moved to New York. Since her arrival in the Big Apple, she had been lonely and had found it difficult to meet peo
May 21, 2012, 3:48 pm
When my younger b*****r Tom, now 29, was in high school I got him a job as a manager on the football team. I was the starting quarterback so I had a little pull, and I begged the coach to give him a chance. His second day on the job he popped one football, mistook analgesic balm for linseed oil, and soaked practice jerseys in a lye solution. Many of my teammates ended up with rashes. Tom was fired the next day. This is only one tale of Tom's many "exploits."
Almost every f****y has one -- a fuck-up. Tom, the middle c***d in our f****y, is ours. Except that he's not a normal fuck-up but a su
May 18, 2012, 3:48 am
Part I
I really don't know where to start in describing this. It all happened so fast – well, sort of. Things happened slowly, but when the threesome happened, that's when it really picked up speed. I guess the best way is to tell you a little bit about myself and the things that happened to me over the past few years.
I was married when I was 21 because I was pregnant. It was a lousy marriage, but what could I do? After ten years, my husband left me. I admit it, I had let myself go, but in a way, the divorce was the best thing that happened to me. It f***ed me to face things head on. I
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