**I choose to not use vulgar language or bring in alcohol into my stories. I want the stories to be straight forward in nature.**
Author: Steelman1963
Those Red Panties (M-F) Panty Sniffing Older Woman Younger Man
The morning started out like any other morning I woke up with a raging hard on. I set around for a while and then thought to myself; I think I am going over to the camper to just get away a little. So I left the dogs sitting at the house and hopping in my old truck I headed towards the campground.
Once I arrived, I set around for a while before I realized that I forgot to bring some bread with me, so I jumped in my golf cart and went up to our good friend Donna and Bob’s camper. I walked up on the steps and knocked on the door, not noticing their golf cart was gone as I really never gave it no thought.
Donna opened the door and greeted me, wearing just her robe. Now Donna is about 25 years my senior she is around 65 and me around 45 years of age, respectfully. Donna is a very beautiful blonde haired woman. She has a gorgeous figure, medium to large breast, a very sexy rear-end oh and by the way a scent that is unreal.
The Glazed Donut
Part:1
My name is Roger and this is my first time story. It all started when I was seventeen years old. I was working the midnight shift at a restaurant on the Ohio Turnpike.
There was usually three of us on duty and this particular night was no exception other than the business was extremely slow.
My position was called a porter or janitor. It was around one am and I was sitting in what was called the overflow dinning room which was only used if it became very busy. I was sipping on a cola when Donna came in.
She was thirty five years old, around five feet and a little change tall, very petite around one hundred five lbs sopping wet.
We were friends for quite some time but that would all change this night.
Donna came in said hi and pulled a chair out from underneath the table and placed her foot upon it to retie her shoe.
The uniforms the women had to choose from came in different lengths and Donna’s was of the shortest type they offered.
Feeling Like A Glazed Doughnut
This is my first story. Hope you like it
Part:1
My name is Roger and this is my first time story. It all started when I was sixteen years old. I was working the midnight shift at a restaurant on the Ohio Turnpike. There was usually three of us on duty and this particular night was no exception other than the business was extremely slow.
My position was called a porter or janitor. It was around one am and I was sitting in what was called the overflow dinning room which was only used if it became very busy. I was sipping on a cola when Donna came in.
She was thirty five years old, around five feet and a little change tall, very petite around one hundred five lbs sopping wet.
We were friends for quite some time but that would all change this night.
Donna came in said hi and pulled a chair out from underneath the table and placed her foot upon it to retie her shoe.
The uniforms the women had to choose from came in different lengths and Donna’s was of the shortest type they offered.