Another blast [MF] from my past

A friend from high school was coming out to visit me for the weekend and her housemate, Lisa, was tagging along to see the sights. After picking them up at the airport, we grabbed dinner before getting them settled into my house (my two housemates were on a work trip, so I had the place to myself for the weekend).

Next day we hit a bunch of the tourist sights and on the way back to my place in the afternoon, Lisa asked it we could stop at this kids store so she could pick up a present for her nephew she was going to see before they left town. I waited out side with my friend while Lisa shopped. My friend told me she thought Lisa was “into me” and thought something might happen between us. I smirked and shrugged it off.

Back at my place we all showered and got ready for dinner and a night of drinking at my favorite bars. I could hear the two of them giggling in the next room as they got ready, but thought nothing of it. We had a great dinner and were bar hopping our way through the night working our way back to my place. We eventually rolled in after last call at the place around the corner.

More Blasts [MF] from the past

Another in my series of sexual reminiscences…

I was recently divorced and Carrie had ended a rocky relationship herself. She was all of 5’5”, ruby red hair, milky pale skin, big full naturally red lips with an impressive rack for a woman her size…nice looking ass to boot. We worked together, but weren’t in the same division. A long work event took us to a rainy dreary Midwest city for a four day visit at a pretty nice old hotel. Through a crazy mix up Carrie ended up with a one bedroom suite all to herself. Work reception ended, group of staff went to dinner, hit a store for some beer and back to the hotel. Carrie offered to host the after party in her spacious accommodations. She and I sat at the table and shared details from each of our breakups for a while. Party came to a halt when hotel security knocked on the door with a complaint about the noise. Everyone headed for their rooms. I got to my room a couple floors down and my phone rang. It was Carrie, she said I’d left my meeting material behind on the big table in her outer room and she’d leave the door open wit the deadbolt so I could grab it real quick since she wasn’t on duty till the next afternoon. So, I popped back up, slipped into the outer room of her suite and tiptoed over to the table…not wanting to disturb her. As I passed the door to the bedroom I caught her out of the corner of my eye….I froze in my tracks. There she was, standing in the doorway with her rob on but not closed around her completely naked body. I worked my way up from her bare feet, past her toned calves, her milky thighs, her flaming red bush (this is ‘99, before the shaved pussy era had dawned), her just ever so slightly soft tummy, her even sexier that I’d imagined plump D cup tits and finally to her smirky lips which uttered only two word in reply to my long lingering tour of her body: So, hi.

Blasts [MF] from the past…an occasional series

I recently turned 50 and in the weeks leading up to the big day I started reminiscing about my life: the good, the bad….and well, the kinky. I’ve mentioned some of these escapades in comments, but I thought I’d take the opportunity to post some of the stories in all their glory. I’ll start with one from a while back…about 20 years ago.