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The woman who opened the door saw me standing on her front porch, carrying what must have looked to her like a toolbox, and said, "Can I help you?" I smiled at her. "Actually, ma'am, I'm here to help you. My name is Steve, and I'm a masseur. Your name is Ann, right?" She nodded. "Your husband has paid for a full Modified Esolen massage for your birthday." "Did you say a massage?" "I sure did. This is part of a birthday gift." "It's certainly something I didn't expect. Well, come on in." She stepped back, and I walked through the doorway into the living room. "Do you need help for the rest of your stuff?" I smiled at her once again. "No, this is everything I need." "I thought that people who do massages usually have one of those padded tables for their clients. You know, the ones with a hole for their face and all that." "Not with this kind of massage," I said. ...

I am a college instructor who spends my days sharing my knowledge with my students and thought for years if there was a chance of rare sexual encounter it would most likely be with one of my lonely students. However I was pleasantly surprised when the opportunity presented itself with my boss, the Dean, instead. I have worked with her (I'll call her Sarah) for several years as a peer until she received a promotion and became my boss. We had always been friendly and flirt occasionally but between the work relationship and the fact that we are both married we never took it very far. Sarah is a looker in her upper forties, just a few years older than I. Her long blond hair has always caught my attention and even though she always dresses conservatively her mid length skirts have revealed her perfect legs. Lately she has been distracted and not her normal cheerful self, so being a concerned friend, I went in to her office and closed the door to find out what's wrong. She began...

Kaleen smelt the stench of cheap body spray mixed with beer and tobacco. The light from the doorway shone on the unopened bottle of Champaign and glasses along with the sealed birthday card. The clock read 3:47AM. She laid still in the darkness under the covers. She felt more alone than she had before he had come home. She could tell that Rayford was asleep by the sawing of his snoring. She slipped from the bed and covered her neglected naked boy with her housecoat. She removed the one sock from his foot that he failed to take off before passing out. Kaleen moved barefoot across the carpet down to the basement. She locked the door behind her and felt her way down the steps in the darkness. She found the sofa bed with her mind's eye. She let her housecoat fall off her shoulders in silence down to the floor. She slid her naked body under the covers and against Ryan's back. "Sssssh," she hushed him as he woke. She pressed her breasts his chest and covered his lips...

I walked through the dark house unphased by the blinking light of the home security system on the wall just outside the kitchen. I liked the little bit of fear inside me, quelling up whenever I heard a creek in the big house. She had left her keys at the restaurant where I work as a valet driver and I thought it would only be polite to return them to her. I slowly, cautiously made my way through the living room until I found the stairs. I tip-toed as lightly as possible to the very top and gazed down the hallway. The door to my right was the bathroom but there was a door just past it at the end of the hall. I slowly crept as close as I could and placed my ear against it. I heard absolutely nothing, not even the sound of people sleeping. I slowly turned the knob and began to open it as I heard what seemed like the loudest squeak that hinges had ever made. I quickly stopped and peaked through the crack. Had I awoken the sleeping recipient of these lost keys? Not likely. As I gazed...

Amit and Ruby recently married and living in an apartment in Mumbai. Amit works working in an MNC. Ruby is a simple housewife. They are happily married, have no kids as yet. Ruby is a very beautiful girl, mostly liked wearing salwar suits and when she wore sarees she looked stunning. She always wore a dupatta and kept her body covered. All men lusted after her. they were jealous of Amit. Amit is an average looking guy, he is quite simple and enjoys his work. Ruby is new in Mumbai. she spends her time shopping for groceries and cleaning the house, watching tv and cooking for her beloved husband. Today she wanted to cook something special for her husband. It was raining heavily outside, she needed a few items from the grocery store. She hated getting wet in rains. Normally they don't deliver at her place as she always bargains a lot and she buys different products from different stores, whoever provides items at a cheaper price. But she thought she would request just this once ...