The door to the indoor swimming pool and Jacuzzi at the Best Western squeaked open. By now, I was starting to feel like a prune and I was thinking about heading up to my room. A tall woman wearing a yellow string bikini strolled into the pool house. Maybe I’ll kick it here for a little while longer, I thought. She had long black hair that hung down past her ass and her large melon shaped breasts that strained the fabric of her bikini top. Damn, I thought. I’d like to bite into one of those melons and pray for lockjaw.
She headed to the spa where I sat soaking up the hot water and enjoying the bubbles. Her dark brown eyes flashed.
“Do you mind if I join you. That hot water looks invigorating,” she said and then smiled.
“Be my guest,” I said ogling her large perfectly formed breasts. Her long sensual legs looked smooth, her belly looked flat and hard, but what I liked about her most, was her hair. She smelt fresh, like she’d just stepped from the shower.
She stepped into the Jacuzzi, dunked her whole body under the water and then sat down next to me. Beads of water glistened off her skin in the florescent light. Glancing over, I appreciated how her bathing suit clung to her wet body. Her hard nipples pressed against the fabric of her bikini top causing something to rise in my lower regions.
“Would you care for a beer?” I asked.
“Sure. Why not?” I asked her name. “I’m Melissa Gilbert.”
“I’m Bill,” I replied handing her a beer and taking one for myself.
“Are you in town on vacation, or is it a business trip?”
“I guess you could call it a vacation. How about you?” I asked popping the top on a beer.
“I work for an advertising agency in New York. I’m here on business. What do you do?” She moved clos...
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...sinesses set across the street from the marina. On the far end was his motorcycle shop, McDonald’s Custom Cycles. In the center was the small office housing McDonald’s Detective Agency and on the east end of the building laid the office to his charter fishing service. A wooden awning and a wooden boardwalk fronted the building.
Mike climbed off his motorcycle and headed to his cabin cruiser. A sea gull cawed overhead. He breathed in the smell of salt and a breeze blew a few drops of water into his face. Mike waved at two of his employees working on one of his two charter fishing vessels. Both men had their shirts off when Mike stopped at the boat. Lucky, came running up to him on the dock wagging his tail and jumped up putting his paw on Mike’s chest, so he bent down petting the dog and they said their hellos before Mike turned back to his two employees.
the voice and hands, the stroking of shoulders and the touching of hair were a
This book was about a 12-year-old boy, named Jon who fell through a magical door that transferred him to another world. When he fell through the door he hit his head on the rock floor of a cave, which caused him to lose his memory. He could not even remember his own name or how old he was. When he managed to walk out of the cave he saw a doe and followed it until he heard someone yell at him, it was Mr. Gilby. Mr. Gilby said, 'Devil take you.'; 'You ruined my aim!'; ';What you doing in my field?'; Mr. Gilby got really angry with the boy for causing him to miss shooting his dinner, but it was illegal to hunt anyway.
It was a beautiful autumn afternoon, and the wind was blowing ever so softly, gently rustling the colorful leaves throughout the park. She loved to walk through the park on days like these with her dog, her best friend. He sampled the fresh air into his chest as he proudly pranced along at his owner’s heels. He was beautiful, with a shiny, sleek, short coat of a honey color, and well defined muscles contracting at every pace. They were family, companions, and in sync, enjoying a break from the business of her high paced daily life. As they continued along the wide winding concrete path, another man was approaching walking in the opposite direction. The man saw the dog and shot a
"I 'm Gretchen, you can always come here for a makeover or if you want to talk, Miss Hayes," she smiled and led the way to the elevator. I followed her and hugged her goodbye, she was a fantastic companion to talk to and I definitely will come back often for the free spa treatments. Most spas are expensive and for someone like me, I wouldn 't know the first thing about taking care of myself.
“What are you going to do this summer Billy”? asked Nicole. “I was going to hang out with the old man but we will probably only see him for the holidays, he is always gone with his truck driving job”, said Billy. “Yeah, and ma works at the thrift store all the time, and dating John, I wonder if she fucks him?” laughed Nicole. “I bet the old man finds a lot lizards or two at the truck stops, fifty bucks gets his load sucked off, two bills to slip it in the tight spot!” laughed Billy. “We shouldn’t talk about our parents like that” laughed Nicole. Billy looking at Nicole, he pressed his body against her and grabbed her ass “BILLY!” said Nicole. “Everyone has their own secrets behind closed doors, ummm” said Billy slowly. “Ohh” said Nicole. Both smiling, He let go of her slowly, focusing on the warm feeling of her triple D breasts now creating a cold spot on his chest. “I know you listen to me when I sit naked on my computer in my room…huh” said Billy. Nicole’s cheeks blushing. “Do you think about…?” asked Billy. “You walked in on me in the bathroom” explained Nicole. “I really had to go and you didn’t seem to hide yourself while you were shaving your cunt” said Billy. “Do you think about… when you see me in the shower?” asked Nicole.
By the time I’d gotten to Latria’s, I’d already told her about picking up my bangles from mom’s house, Jason and the fake flyer, Trent and his late night conversation with Diamond, and Boogie coming on to me. After hearing about all of those things that I’d encountered in less than a 24-hour time frame, Latria already had our drinks poured when I arrived. I hadn’t been over to her place for a while, and I noticed that she’d painted the kitchen a sage color and hung new curtains. I kicked my shoes off at the front door and went to sit on my favorite couch.
He was everything she desired, and more. It felt like she’d finally found someone to satisfy her needs, and that was saying something. “Then you will have to take care of me,” Her voice was tender, almost a soft, playful way of defying his words. As much as she enjoyed his control, she would need to get used to being able to completely accept it. After all, something like that needs more trust. A soft, cry of pleasure ebbed from within her as she felt the warmth of his finger slide into her. Almost immediately, her hips began to rise up toward him, her body clearly approving of his actions. The feeling of his fingers against her back put the woman at ease, enjoying every moment of his
Davie nodded turning to splash in the water as I grabbed my towel from the pool’s edge. I gently patted the excess water off my bathing suit and drippy hair. Wrapping the towel around my body, I nervously strode over to the large table.
“Then...You may stay.” He smiled, the corners of Germany’s mouth turned upward. The happy moment lasted till they slept.
“I am running Naomi Misora’s face through facial recognition and using security footage from yesterday to trace her whereabouts. It might take a while to sort through all the footage, but I should come up with something.”
Without knowing I began to sing along. Her eyes glow big as she stared at me.
I blinked and glanced around the store. She was gone. I turned around and I found myself locked onto those blue eyes. I backed into the wall and stammered, “Oh, h-hi.”
Hot, soft and sweaty flesh pressed into his own tingling body. Small feminine hands, tangled in his dark hair as a pair of plump, red lips covered his warm skin with butterfly kisses. The moan he held in his throat escaped as the unknown female started grinding her hips into his aroused member, causing him to grunt and bit his lips as pleasure filled his every being. He removed one hand from her lower back and brought it forward to grab her over-large breast-
"Mmm.." I shifted tiredly in my bed, running a hand along the vanilla-scented satin sheets in search of him, but he was not there.. I opened my weary eyes only to immediately shield them from the blinding rays of the mid-morning sun as they shone through the straw blinds of his beach cabin. My lips curled up into a self-satisfied grin. He had finally brought me there, his own private getaway. He had whisked me, of all women, away, to celebrate his recent success.. but where is he..? My smile quickly faded as I wistfully waited for him to return. One side of me feared that he had only brought me there to use me and that he wouldn't come back for me. The other side, however, was a more optimistic, and expected him to surprise me then carry me away in his strong arms to the ocean side. The salty scent of the ocean entered the room when a small breeze blew in. I could hear the waves through the window and doorway as they rode up onto the sand. I turned over on my to back and the African 'geisha' themed kimono I wore came apart at my bosom, exposing just enough of my endowments to attract the eyes of any man. But there were none.
taking my hand in hers. The tight braid at the nape of her neck was coming