Voyeurism - Page 66

The morning after Mandy's fuck session with Alan, the quartet sat down for breakfast together. Alan was careful to avoid Mandy's eye, somewhat introvert and withdrawn, guilt-ridden and frightened

FRIDAY: Kids. Walking toward the house; reflecting. I think back to the phone call I received two hours ago from Jimmy. Jimmy is my nephew. It seems Jimmy is at a party which has gone wild

Carly’s ride home from school was nerve wracked. She wasn’t sure where or IF Spencer was going to take her shopping. But when she walked in the door she was very surprised. Spencer had put out an outfit for her to ware, and left it right in the middle of the living room

Ding ding - there it was again, the most annoying text sound on the iPhone. Endlessall I wanted to do was relax on the couch, watch some TV and unwind. But apparently someone wanted my wife's attention and one text led to another to another to eventually a full on barrage of texts

Chapter 1 - Just another Friday night? “Another beer Tony?” the bartender asked me. His words fell on deaf ears as I stared, practically drooling, at the trio of college girls dressed for attention

When I was twenty-three, I took a job as the chief loss prevention officer at a big department store in a good-sized Midwestern city. I had a couple of years as a county sheriff’s deputy on my resume and that probably got me the job

Checking by Vanessa Evans It was a Sunday morning in late January 2020 and 2 students from the Central University of North Torquay were laying on their bed in one of the University’s Student’s Accommodation Houses just down the road from both the Medical School and the Computer Sciences block

Rachelle woke up in the middle of a loud thunderstorm. Glancing at the clock, she saw that it was 4am. There was only one thing on her mind, and that was the port-hole window of her neighbor's bathroom. Both of them were high school students, neighbors, and classmates

WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental

Part 1- Mr. Tutor Hey I'm Jason, and this is the story of how I found love. I think. First of all let me describe myself. I'm 6'5 inches, 250 pounds of muscle. I have southern roots, and you can tell from my Georgian accent and my deep dimples

After a long day tiring at work you're happy just to be home, walking in the front door you see a note on the table as you pick it up and read it you feel a little disappointed the message reads "Hi babe, I won't be home 'til a bit later, relax and I'll see you soon"

I guess I had been successful in business- starting at 16 I had washed cars, selling a few by the time I was 18 and could drive. I started a garage, rented, sold and repaired my way to a decent living. Then when I was 25 I started limo hire and that’s what took off

Helpful Hints: Read intro to Part 1. Read Parts 1 and Part 2 I have become a vessel through whom this story is shared. This story lives a life of its own through my fingers. I neither create nor control where it has decided to go

I couldn't go back home right away after my Mom had finished her business with Dylan

Chapter 1 Aly smiled to herself and stretched her arms up. Stepping out of the bus she just arrived on. It was a long 3 hour drive, she was glad they had finally arrived. She glanced up, taking in the bright sunshine through her tinted sunglasses