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RedHairedandFriendly
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Frustrated with the online manual on bondage, Megan found herself somewhat tangled and looking for someone to help her learn the ropes.
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Eventually though, she figured it out. *follow link*
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Eventually though, she figured it out. *follow link*
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John was an accountant and Jill was a housewife. They have two kids, eight and six years old. The oldest plays soccer and takes karate lessons. The youngest is learning piano. Both are very talented and have bright futures ahead of them.
John and Jill make enough to live off of and are very comfortable in their lives, but their marriage was dying. Life became a routine of pot roasts and trips to karate studios and soccer fields and leftovers. The excitement, the passion, the spark, the romance had been lost, and it was slowly away eroding their marriage in a flood of monotony.
Until Jill found coupons for Miss Chrissy's Tango studio for beginning couples in the newspaper. To this day she can't pinpoint why she took the coupons and dragged John there.
A year later the routine of their life continues, but their marriage is blossoming once more. Tango may or may not have caused this renaissance of romance between them. Perhaps it was just taking the time away from piano lessons and soccer practices and vaccuuming and working the numbers on the Fleischer account. Perhaps it was just setting some time for them to be together and ressurrect the passion of their early years. What ever is the answer neither is complaining about the result.
Pussycat Dolls-Sway: Tango
John was an accountant and Jill was a housewife. They have two kids, eight and six years old. The oldest plays soccer and takes karate lessons. The youngest is learning piano. Both are very talented and have bright futures ahead of them.
John and Jill make enough to live off of and are very comfortable in their lives, but their marriage was dying. Life became a routine of pot roasts and trips to karate studios and soccer fields and leftovers. The excitement, the passion, the spark, the romance had been lost, and it was slowly away eroding their marriage in a flood of monotony.
Until Jill found coupons for Miss Chrissy's Tango studio for beginning couples in the newspaper. To this day she can't pinpoint why she took the coupons and dragged John there.
A year later the routine of their life continues, but their marriage is blossoming once more. Tango may or may not have caused this renaissance of romance between them. Perhaps it was just taking the time away from piano lessons and soccer practices and vaccuuming and working the numbers on the Fleischer account. Perhaps it was just setting some time for them to be together and ressurrect the passion of their early years. What ever is the answer neither is complaining about the result.
Pussycat Dolls-Sway: Tango
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....and like the lady and hard worker she was, she crossed her legs and got right to the task before her.
....and like the lady and hard worker she was, she crossed her legs and got right to the task before her.
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Love....it's a funny thing.
Love....it's a funny thing.
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Thanks for the new posts and welcome to the new posters and lurkers. 
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There he was. She stopped behind the row of bushes flanking the pool and stared at him. She'd been eyeing him for some time now. He was frequently at the pool with his kids, but she'd never seen any evidence of a wife. No wedding ring either. Today he appeared to be all alone. There wasn't another soul at the pool. God, he was gorgeous. Really got her juices flowing. She admired his muscled arms and legs and the way his suit fit him so nicely. Just loose enough....
Her mouth went dry at the thought. Did she dare? She looked around, but the area was deserted except for the two of them. Licking her lips, feeling her heart pounding in her chest, she crept slowly, silently forward.
She reached him, carefully staying where her shadow wouldn't fall over him. That might be enough to wake him. She slowly lowered herself to his side, feeling the warmth of the concrete against her skin.
His chest rose and fell in a steady, relaxed rhythem. This close, she could see the fine gold hairs that covered his legs and lower arms, and just a peek of hairs at the neckline of his tshirt. He smelled of sunscreen and something spicy and slightly musky.
She was wet and excited, but nervous as hell. Her hand trembled as she lifted it, letting it hover over one knee. Taking a deep breath, she let it drift slowly down, until it rested gently against his warm skin. She lifted her eyes to his face, but he slept peacefully on. Slowly, she let the hand move up, curving it over his muscular thigh, watching his face and then her own hand. Chills raced up her spine and heat pooled low in her body. Her fingers brushed the bottom of his trunks, and then slowly eased underneath. She watched carefully, but his face remained relaxed, his breathing deep and even.
Her eyes dropped, and watched the movement under the cloth as her hand moved upward. And then she touched him, just her fingertips, and stopped. He was soft and warm. Her fingers moved lightly, down his shaft, encountering a thick bed of soft curls. She moved back up, her fingers now curled lightly around him. He was good sized, even soft. Which was slowly changing, she realized. Her eyes flew back to his.
Brilliant blue, amused but aroused eyes stared back at her. His lips lifted in a slow grin as she froze, still wrapped around him, her hand trapped under his suit.
"Don't stop now," he invited huskily.
With a shaky laugh she continued to stroke him, more firmly now, as she felt her cheeks go hot and red. He smiled, and it was the sexiest smile she'd ever seen. Desire, hot, fluid, strong, flooded her. In her hand, she could feel his reaction. Long hard and firm, his skin felt hot to the touch now. Her fingers glided up and traced lightly over the soft tip and he twitched, making her smile.
Suddenly his hand gripped her arm and yanked her hand out. He sat up in the same motion, and she gasped as his face neared hers.
"Someone's coming," he whispered harshly. "Upstairs."
He rose to his feet in one fluid motion, dragging her upright. He'd shocked her, and her mind refused to function properly. She stumbled along without question as he practically ran towards his apartment door, his hand firmly holding hers.
Later, she realized that she never did see or hear anyone. But by then, she didn't care if there had actually been someone there or not.
There he was. She stopped behind the row of bushes flanking the pool and stared at him. She'd been eyeing him for some time now. He was frequently at the pool with his kids, but she'd never seen any evidence of a wife. No wedding ring either. Today he appeared to be all alone. There wasn't another soul at the pool. God, he was gorgeous. Really got her juices flowing. She admired his muscled arms and legs and the way his suit fit him so nicely. Just loose enough....
Her mouth went dry at the thought. Did she dare? She looked around, but the area was deserted except for the two of them. Licking her lips, feeling her heart pounding in her chest, she crept slowly, silently forward.
She reached him, carefully staying where her shadow wouldn't fall over him. That might be enough to wake him. She slowly lowered herself to his side, feeling the warmth of the concrete against her skin.
His chest rose and fell in a steady, relaxed rhythem. This close, she could see the fine gold hairs that covered his legs and lower arms, and just a peek of hairs at the neckline of his tshirt. He smelled of sunscreen and something spicy and slightly musky.
She was wet and excited, but nervous as hell. Her hand trembled as she lifted it, letting it hover over one knee. Taking a deep breath, she let it drift slowly down, until it rested gently against his warm skin. She lifted her eyes to his face, but he slept peacefully on. Slowly, she let the hand move up, curving it over his muscular thigh, watching his face and then her own hand. Chills raced up her spine and heat pooled low in her body. Her fingers brushed the bottom of his trunks, and then slowly eased underneath. She watched carefully, but his face remained relaxed, his breathing deep and even.
Her eyes dropped, and watched the movement under the cloth as her hand moved upward. And then she touched him, just her fingertips, and stopped. He was soft and warm. Her fingers moved lightly, down his shaft, encountering a thick bed of soft curls. She moved back up, her fingers now curled lightly around him. He was good sized, even soft. Which was slowly changing, she realized. Her eyes flew back to his.
Brilliant blue, amused but aroused eyes stared back at her. His lips lifted in a slow grin as she froze, still wrapped around him, her hand trapped under his suit.
"Don't stop now," he invited huskily.
With a shaky laugh she continued to stroke him, more firmly now, as she felt her cheeks go hot and red. He smiled, and it was the sexiest smile she'd ever seen. Desire, hot, fluid, strong, flooded her. In her hand, she could feel his reaction. Long hard and firm, his skin felt hot to the touch now. Her fingers glided up and traced lightly over the soft tip and he twitched, making her smile.
Suddenly his hand gripped her arm and yanked her hand out. He sat up in the same motion, and she gasped as his face neared hers.
"Someone's coming," he whispered harshly. "Upstairs."
He rose to his feet in one fluid motion, dragging her upright. He'd shocked her, and her mind refused to function properly. She stumbled along without question as he practically ran towards his apartment door, his hand firmly holding hers.
Later, she realized that she never did see or hear anyone. But by then, she didn't care if there had actually been someone there or not.
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Thank you, Jett and Red, I'm glad you liked it 
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Fireworks
Incandescent flowers of strontium, magnesium and lithium blossomed in the night sky. The flares mocked the glitter of tiny lights like jewels in the city below. Brighter by far but muted by distance, the stars hid their faces from the 4th of July brilliance.
An observer not completely entranced by the electric display may have noticed two figures silhoutted against the explosion of light and colour. She turned and placed her hands gently on his chest and stretched up to kiss him softly. A moment. The small triumph of newfound love, blooming underneath a neon sky.
Love, joy, freedom and life.
Independence Day.
Incandescent flowers of strontium, magnesium and lithium blossomed in the night sky. The flares mocked the glitter of tiny lights like jewels in the city below. Brighter by far but muted by distance, the stars hid their faces from the 4th of July brilliance.
An observer not completely entranced by the electric display may have noticed two figures silhoutted against the explosion of light and colour. She turned and placed her hands gently on his chest and stretched up to kiss him softly. A moment. The small triumph of newfound love, blooming underneath a neon sky.
Love, joy, freedom and life.
Independence Day.
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The night was terrible, having spent the majority of it down at the police station. It didn’t matter that I had proper identification proving that I was not the “person of interest” the two beat cops were looking for. It didn’t matter that I had over 20 minutes of video on my phone showing detectives the real suspect. They kept me there until 3 in the morning, interrogating me without my attorney being called, even as I invoked my right to have a lawyer present. The police had someone that looked like the person who did the horrible act and wanted to show the public and media they were at least trying to solve the crime.
I was the convenient patsy, or so they thought. Fortunately my attorney, a friend since we were seven attending the same Catholic school and learning under the Sisters of St Joseph, was tipped off that I was being held without my rights being followed. He roared in like the 7th cavalry in John Wayne movies and demanded my immediately release. With some hesitation I was released and told not to leave town.
“What the hell happened?” he asked me as we sat in his old school GTO.
“They picked me up, thinking I was the kidnapper,” I whispered. I wasn’t scared through the entire ordeal, I knew I was innocent and had some evidence to prove someone else was the perpetrator. But still, being held against my will by people who I had trusted to protect me was somewhat unnerving.
“Bring me home,” I told Sam. He nodded and put the Pontiac muscle car into gear, squealing the rears as we went past the two dumb ass cops who originally picked me up. I signaled they were number one to add an insult.
I awoke early, or so I thought. The clock read 9:33 and I knew she wasn’t in the bed. She was an early riser, liking to hit the gym or attend yoga classes before 8. I rolled out of bed and put on my glasses. I grabbed a pair of shorts and walked down to the kitchen. At least she started a pot of coffee, the smell always helping me brush off the last remnants of sleep, though I never drank it. I grabbed my carton of orange juice and finished what was left. I tossed the empty into the garbage as I walked out to the balcony.
“Good morning sleepy head,” she said plainly, holding what I thought was her second mug of java. Her long legs, her alabaster skin, that red hair that first brought her to my eye when we were just innocent 14-year-olds in high school still made me smile all these years later. “What time did they release you?” she asked as I took a seat.
“Sam got me out around 3,” I said. She leaned down and kissed me.
“At least this time you didn’t see the sunrise from a cell,” she joked.
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I was the convenient patsy, or so they thought. Fortunately my attorney, a friend since we were seven attending the same Catholic school and learning under the Sisters of St Joseph, was tipped off that I was being held without my rights being followed. He roared in like the 7th cavalry in John Wayne movies and demanded my immediately release. With some hesitation I was released and told not to leave town.
“What the hell happened?” he asked me as we sat in his old school GTO.
“They picked me up, thinking I was the kidnapper,” I whispered. I wasn’t scared through the entire ordeal, I knew I was innocent and had some evidence to prove someone else was the perpetrator. But still, being held against my will by people who I had trusted to protect me was somewhat unnerving.
“Bring me home,” I told Sam. He nodded and put the Pontiac muscle car into gear, squealing the rears as we went past the two dumb ass cops who originally picked me up. I signaled they were number one to add an insult.
I awoke early, or so I thought. The clock read 9:33 and I knew she wasn’t in the bed. She was an early riser, liking to hit the gym or attend yoga classes before 8. I rolled out of bed and put on my glasses. I grabbed a pair of shorts and walked down to the kitchen. At least she started a pot of coffee, the smell always helping me brush off the last remnants of sleep, though I never drank it. I grabbed my carton of orange juice and finished what was left. I tossed the empty into the garbage as I walked out to the balcony.
“Good morning sleepy head,” she said plainly, holding what I thought was her second mug of java. Her long legs, her alabaster skin, that red hair that first brought her to my eye when we were just innocent 14-year-olds in high school still made me smile all these years later. “What time did they release you?” she asked as I took a seat.
“Sam got me out around 3,” I said. She leaned down and kissed me.
“At least this time you didn’t see the sunrise from a cell,” she joked.
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Nice stories!
Bumping for Sticky!
Bumping for Sticky!
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bump received
thank you
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Ok here goes...
"I'd been to a brilliant beach party: one of those evenings when everyone seemed to be in the same mood, the DJ played just the right music, I was wearing my favourite sarong and a crescent moon rose over the sea. I'd seen a gorgeous looking guy and I nearly dropped my drink when he winked at me at the bar. Pretty soon we were talking, pretty soon we kissing and pretty soon we were walking back to his villa - it all happened so fast. We were both very drunk but after some kissing and cuddling he decided to sleep on the couch. I was gutted. He must have changed his mind and I could have cried, but I was too tired to go back to my place so I slept on his bed.
In the morning he breezed in with fresh juice and coffee looking like a greek god. "Did you sleep well?" he said flopping down on the bed next to me.
"Listen, about last night…" I began.
"I'm so sorry - I was wasted. But I'm sober now and I was kinda hoping we could pick up where we left off. What d'ya say?"
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"I'd been to a brilliant beach party: one of those evenings when everyone seemed to be in the same mood, the DJ played just the right music, I was wearing my favourite sarong and a crescent moon rose over the sea. I'd seen a gorgeous looking guy and I nearly dropped my drink when he winked at me at the bar. Pretty soon we were talking, pretty soon we kissing and pretty soon we were walking back to his villa - it all happened so fast. We were both very drunk but after some kissing and cuddling he decided to sleep on the couch. I was gutted. He must have changed his mind and I could have cried, but I was too tired to go back to my place so I slept on his bed.
In the morning he breezed in with fresh juice and coffee looking like a greek god. "Did you sleep well?" he said flopping down on the bed next to me.
"Listen, about last night…" I began.
"I'm so sorry - I was wasted. But I'm sober now and I was kinda hoping we could pick up where we left off. What d'ya say?"
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So there he stood.....like many others before him and around him, a life full of surprising joys and unexpected pains. Unexpected friends found, sacred trusts shattered. Unintended consequences accumulating like the winter snows in the western mountains...Wondering what happened to the ideals of his youth....like Gideon from Criminal Minds just before he forever disappeared from our television screens....what happened to that world he once knew...that truth that used to exist, that now ceased to be....maybe those ideals were simply an illusion....
Seeing her through the fog, their eyes meeting....a bright light appearing that only kindred souls know...she was wandering as he did....the dark twisty lands that end at the river Styx...he did not know exactly who she was but he knew she had been on that path of the truth he once knew...someone who wanders the trails as he does...maybe that truth he knew does exist
Then again, maybe it didn't....maybe it doesn't matter as much as he thought it once did....taking her by the hand, they continue walking the path.........
Seeing her through the fog, their eyes meeting....a bright light appearing that only kindred souls know...she was wandering as he did....the dark twisty lands that end at the river Styx...he did not know exactly who she was but he knew she had been on that path of the truth he once knew...someone who wanders the trails as he does...maybe that truth he knew does exist
Then again, maybe it didn't....maybe it doesn't matter as much as he thought it once did....taking her by the hand, they continue walking the path.........
RedHairedandFriendly
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Very nice everyone. Are any of you thinkin' of expanding these. They are worth an expansion or two.
Are any of you thinkin' of expanding these. They are worth an expansion or two. 
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The mixer with the guys from Sigma Nu had been outstanding. The fraternity’s new pledges were a bumper crop of hotties. It was really too bad their house mother had broken the party up and kicked out all the boys at midnight.
Ashley and her sorority sisters were now a little wasted and a lot horny. The older girls started it all with an ‘innocent’ game of strip beer pong. That was over an hour ago, now they were drunk and mostly naked. She had lost again and now her older sisters were trying to get Ashley to remove her last piece of dignity. She knew about these girls and their proclivities. She also knew that college was about experimentation and trying new things. Although she didn’t care what others did she had always thought that she could walk her own straight path.
She protested and fought somewhat valiantly to keep both her panties and her bi-virginity. However, the more she struggled, the more she could feel the moistness between her legs growing. The older girls were like sharks and could smell her arousal. They laughed as they tugged at the small bit of cloth that stood between them and their prey. In spite of her protests everyone in the room knew the outcome would be.
The mixer with the guys from Sigma Nu had been outstanding. The fraternity’s new pledges were a bumper crop of hotties. It was really too bad their house mother had broken the party up and kicked out all the boys at midnight.
Ashley and her sorority sisters were now a little wasted and a lot horny. The older girls started it all with an ‘innocent’ game of strip beer pong. That was over an hour ago, now they were drunk and mostly naked. She had lost again and now her older sisters were trying to get Ashley to remove her last piece of dignity. She knew about these girls and their proclivities. She also knew that college was about experimentation and trying new things. Although she didn’t care what others did she had always thought that she could walk her own straight path.
She protested and fought somewhat valiantly to keep both her panties and her bi-virginity. However, the more she struggled, the more she could feel the moistness between her legs growing. The older girls were like sharks and could smell her arousal. They laughed as they tugged at the small bit of cloth that stood between them and their prey. In spite of her protests everyone in the room knew the outcome would be.
stickygirl
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Ha! Loved that, thanks! I waited till I'd read it before looking at the pic and wasn't disappointed! *hug*
RjThoughts
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And people wonder why I love books and redheads....
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Story to come later, once I sift through the multitudes of ideas.
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Story to come later, once I sift through the multitudes of ideas.
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In a freak thunderstorm Jane was thrown into parallel universe where everything at first appeared normal and familiar. It was only when she got home to her equally lovely man in this parallel dimension she discovered the awful truth about the parallel men...
there was something missing...
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there was something missing...
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Scentofawoman
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In a freak thunderstorm Jane was thrown into parallel universe where everything at first appeared normal and familiar. It was only when she got home to her equally lovely man in this parallel dimension she discovered the awful truth about the parallel men...
there was something missing...
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Oh no! Say it isn't gone!!
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Tina found herself in the stacks, naked and sore all over. The last thing she remebered clearly was the shy but very comely youth asking her where the books on hypnosis were...
Tina found herself in the stacks, naked and sore all over. The last thing she remebered clearly was the shy but very comely youth asking her where the books on hypnosis were...
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Frightened as if girl-child by dreams welling up from the pitch blackness of night, she clasps both arms about her legs, rocks back and forth in a private glowing world where death holds no dominion. Her desperate voice fills her universe until she is at once wholly a part of everything and nothing, wondering an echo.
“Nothing will ever be right between me and my daughters again.”
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