There’s a story just on the edges of my brain refusing to come out. Vague ideas, heavy desire, and longing to be touched. Forget all that and just take me to bed.
“How much?” She straightened up and looked over her shoulder. Okay looking guy. She could feel his thoughts and the rolling off him. His eyes were still glued to her ass until she turned around and cut off his view. The way his eyes widened told her how much he appreciated the change. “Depends on …
An old one, but exactly what I’d love to have on my birthday.
Contains: Voyeurism/peeping Tom. That’s what is on my mind apparently. And how I need someone to take photos of me in front of a window. It was impossible not to look. He told himself every night he shouldn’t watch. Every night he stood at his window, lights off, eyes trained up. He was already hard …
Old photo, but a shot I’ve never used. “Isn’t she pretty?” Fingers traced her parted lips then trailed down her neck. She kept her eyes closed and her body still. The man stooped down in front of her. His cologne surrounded her, filling her lungs with each inhale. “Present.” She reacted to her Master’s command, …
Birthday is coming up this week! You get a photo a day and stories thrown in too. Let’s start with a peep show.
This has been good to do, and I even managed a little story in the mix. It may be something I attempt every so often. Please enjoy this last photo
Presented with the opportunity… “You keep bending over in front of me. Are you asking for something?” “I’d make it more obvious if I wanted something.” Crossing to the bed, she bent over the bed and flipped up her skirt to bare herself. Looking back over her shoulder, she smiled when she saw his eyes …