By the time I pushed Jeannette against her couch, she already had one leg out of the romper. Her breasts swayed as she tried to quickly move out of her outfit. I couldn't help but notice she wasn't wearing panties, either. Was she expecting me? Was she expecting someone? Or is this just how she chills at home? I didn't spend too much time considering the options. I was too intend on getting my cock free. She leaned back toward the arm on the far end and lifted her leg up and around me. Her pussy opened. It was pink and swollen with a thin patch of grey-blonde hair that furried over h… 続きを読む

So, she asked, when are you coming over? My hand was already in my shorts. My cock was already swollen. I didn't expect she'd be so inviting right from the get-go. I thought this would take some time. But Jeannette sounded like she was ready for action. You free tonight? I replied. Her answer was to use my own words: life's too short to waste watching cable news. I asked for her address. She sent it. I was still semi-erect when I jumped into my Jeep and headed to her house. * * Jeannette, meanwhile, never thought he'd go through with it. After Andy passed, once she got… 続きを読む

Look, I told her, I'm not interested in your politics. I don't care what Sean Hannity said. But you've still got a great set of tits for a woman your age and life's too short to waste it watching cable news and writing posts on Facebook about how life was so much better when you were a k**. That finally caught her attention. It had been two weeks of working with Jeannette before I finally stopped being nice and said what was on my mind. We were both part-timers at an otherwise dead-end job that was, for both of us, a way to make some extra money without having to work too hard. Those det… 続きを読む

She moved into the building a few months ago. Lara and her 18-month old daughter. They were on their own for the first time, she told me. She finished school, got a terrific job and moved out of her parents' house to start her life. I lived on the same floor and told her I was a handyman and if she ever needed anything to not hesitate to call. Over the past few months, I saw her come and go. Her mother came to take care of the c***d while she worked. Lara had great energy, but her mother confided in me that she was getting lonely. "She needs a man," her mother said. "She hasn't had one… 続きを読む

Down in South Florida, spring is the most wonderful time of the year. The northern women flock for some warm air and to get an early start on their tans. Outside of my apartment building, I saw a familiar face from a news channel I watched in New York. It was Amy. She does the weather. I recognized Amy not just from her sweet smile and happy eyes, but those big, beautiful tits. I loved when she turned sideways to show the weather map and I could see the profile of her body. S… 続きを読む

While my boys were down the beach, sweating through the wet t-shirt contests, paying covers and fighting the worm-fest that hovers around the college girls, I took off for the quiet part of the beach and found Paige. She was shy at first and the conversation was short. Only told me her name and that she, like me, was from Jersey. Married? Yes. Here alone? No. Excused herself as a group of people walked by and that was the end of Paige that day. But the next day at the hotel pool, I spotted… 続きを読む

My parents can't believe my report cards this year. I usually do really badly in English. I find it boring. I hate reading old books. But this year I've got straight As. I do all the extra credit. I attend all of the extra help sessions. Here's why.... Meet my teacher, Mrs. Murphy. What you see is an attractive, mid-30s married woman who teaches English at my school. But the longer she stands in front of the class, I start to see her differently... I begin to see more… 続きを読む

Stephanie came home between showing houses to a few of her real estate clients. She made herself some lunch and cleaned up some plates before she headed off to her next showing. She was peacefully humming a song in her head. She had no idea he was home. He, who had been staying with her family for a while. He, who had been eyeing her up for some time and she had tried to ignore it. But there was no ignoring it anymore. https://78.media.tumblr.com/1503822f6f611000… 続きを読む

Hey dude, you may or may not like what I'm about to tell and show you. But from what I've heard about you, I think deep down you might actually like it. So take a breath and try to enjoy it. You can thank me later. Your mom is Sarah Hartnell right? She's a nurse at Brookview Memorial? This is her: OK, well she came by my kiosk today for a screen fix. So I took it and told her I needed an hour. Really I only need about 20 minutes tops, but I ask for the hour so… 続きを読む

Mrs. Barnidge came by this morning. Her phone fell in a sink full of water. She tried the rice trick, but didn't work. She asked me before she buys a new phone, was there anything I could do? Truth is? No. But, you know me, I said I would try. "Give me an hour." Off she and her yummy MILFy self went to shop the mall. I plugged her phone into my drive and searched. Yahtzee. Some you just know are the selfie-type. Mrs. Barnidge and her frosted hair and makeup is all about… 続きを読む

So we're in Vegas for the convention and I know you were uneasy about her going without you. These things can get crazy and even though they try to keep us grouped up and on schedule, there are ways to indulge in the fun of Sin City. I know they say What Happens in Vegas, Stays in Vegas. But what happened tonight has already gone viral. For starters, as you already are aware of, your wife has really amazing tits. I have to admit I noticed them immediately when she arrived for her first day on the job. So to be completely honest, my mission ever since has been to see them. Vegas was my… 続きを読む

Frannie knew right away about my addiction to tits. "Are you Italian?" she'd ask me. "Cause you got Roman eyes." So it didn't matter how hard I'd try not to stare, Frannie always knew I couldn't resist her tits. I mean, could you? That's her in a pajama top that she'd be wearing when I'd show up at her house in the morning before school to meet my friend, John. If I knew John wasn't in hearing range, I'd say, "Damn, Frannie!" She'd just offer an evil chuckle. I quickly learned that Frannie knew I loved… 続きを読む

Josh was given his own truck and route just before the holiday rush. He quickly learned there were regulars - people who ordered shit online a lot - that were a routine of each day. There were nasty dogs and awful driveways and creepy houses. Then there was 50 Magnolia Lane. That was the McAllisters. Heather was a 40-something wife and stay-at-home mom who ran a small business from home and also did a lot of online shopping. So Josh discovered he was going to that house almost every day. Heather was very friendly and engaging. A green-eyed brunette with hair often pulled to a bun or s… 続きを読む

This morning I saw your Mom go out to water her flower garden. She grabbed the hose and went to work and just before I looked away I noticed something. So I had to grab my phone and hit record. You see what I see? Yeah, she ain't got any panties on under her pajamas!! That shit caught my attention. So I kept the video rolling while I grabbed my cock in my pants… 続きを読む

So this time it was a husband who left me his phone to fix after he dropped it in water. What you guys need to realize is, that's an easy fix. But I told him, give me an hour and I went to work on seeing what this rich dude had going on. Maybe a hot secretary? Maybe a hot daughter? Wife? Door No. 3, Bob. She must have been shopping while he was roaming the mall, because she sent a text saying she was trying on bathing suits for a vacation. She asked one-piece or two? I replied, "Let me see." So she did. Hmm. I n… 続きを読む

Karen brought her smashed phone to my store with worried eyes and anxious words. "How quickly can you fix this? If you can't, can I transfer all of my stuff to a new phone or is it lost forever?" "Should I just destroy the phone?" "What happens to my info...I don't want to get..um...hacked." Clearly she was dealing with a guilty conscience. I told her I'd need an hour to take a look. I suggested she walk the mall for a bit and come back. She asked me if she was wasting her time. "It's REALLY smashed. Can you fix it? Maybe I should just go to the Apple store and...." "Mrs.… 続きを読む

So your mom left her phone out on the kitchen island when I came over to meet you for school. You both were upstairs and as you know by now from my blog posts, I always check the photo app to see what's on there. Saw some pics of when she went out with some people in a pretty black dress. Did you know about the black slip she wore underneath? You do now. Seems she liked how her boobs fit in it. Got to admit, so do I. http://68.media.tumblr.com/fa7d3f8900b… 続きを読む

We all do it. Grab her phone, go right to the photos. It usually starts out harmless... Just a couple of innocent selfies in outfits she likes.. Until one catches your eye...and you think. "I gotta sent this one to my phone." But then shit gets r… 続きを読む

Josh is sitting in the kitchen when she comes in wrapped in a robe. He looks up and grins. What are you hiding under there? She turns red and adjusts the robe, trying to hide the bare facts underneath. Oh come on, let's get a peek. I won't tell Dad you smoked with Mrs. Ryan last night. Her eyes widen and she bites her lip. That sneaky k** saw me. If Bob finds out he'll raise hell when he gets back from his trip. This little pervert just wants to see a boob… 続きを読む

So I have a confession to make. Remember that day I was over your house and your Mom was frantically looking for her iPhone? Remember how we all tried to help her find it? We retraced her steps? She went out to the car. You went to the store where she was that morning. I stayed back and did the most logical thing: Find My Phone app on her iPad. It was in the house. Sure enough, while you guys were out I managed to find it and then open it. Seems your Mom doesn't believe in passwords. Seems she also doesn't realize that deleted photos don't completely disappear for 30 days. So I had to… 続きを読む