検索キーワード： 著者 "Lora Lane" すべてのカテゴリー

Who doesn't love having a husband that is so successful that there is no need to worry about money or time together since he is always working? Well, me for one. Recently my constant frustration with my husband constantly being at the office took on an entirely different look. It turns out that he hasn't only been working on work at work but also some ditsy blonde slut named April. When the perfect revenge came to mind, I knew it was going to be something as naughty as it would be awesome.

Anyone who has ever slipped into one of life's deep ruts that allows only boring and repetitive day after day will appreciate what happened to me recently. I was in just such a rut and didn't even know it until I came across an email from an old friend of mine. She was in town and wanted to get together and catch up on what had been going on with me for the last several years. I hadn't seen her since I left the job I had right out of college and it seemed like a good time.

Some of my family tell me that I am a queen without her court or a princess with no hope of ruling her kingdom. They are teasing me for being spoiled rotten while trying to humble me at the same time. It doesn't work since I am spoiled a bit but I'm proud of it. Recently my dishwasher went out and there was no chance in hell of me washing dishes by hand. When the dishwasher delivery man showed up, I was in for a heck of a shocking turn of events.

All you ever hear about now is that college is the time of your life when you are supposed to experience new and amazing things. That is especially supposed to be true when it comes to partying and sexual experiences. It never was the case for me, though. No, I was going to be that student who focused completely on my studies almost all the time before graduating early and laughing at all the girls who partied instead of working hard. Then I met Lizzy. She is easily the most charismatic person I have ever met. Beautiful, as well.

Life is hard for certain but no matter how tough it gets there are always little moments of surprising joy that help you get through. Recently I found myself going through a divorce and in the wake of that in dire need of one such moment. A close friend of mine absolutely blew me away with the gift of a ticket for a Caribbean cruise. The atmosphere itself, amazing as it was, pales in comparison to how awesome it was when I met a few guys who were in just as wild a mood as I was one night.

Whenever someone asks me to tell them something about myself, it's always fun to watch their faces. Most of them approach me as men looking to pick up a hot blonde girl for a wild night. So when I tell them I'm a divorced mother of two and like to spend a lot of time at home, the excitement just drains out of them. For the few who are willing to push past my fun little facade however, my wild side waits to be unleashed upon them. One cute young stud sought to turn the tables on me the other week, and what happened afterward is easily one of the wildest stories of my life.

College can be hard sometimes and when the difficult periods arrive, it's always good to have a few good friends to let loose with. It's even better if you have good friends with the same major so that you can not only chill with them but also cram for finals with them. Brie and I are those kind of friends and when our mid-terms came calling recently, we decided to pull a few late study nights to get ready. Those intense long hours together in our dorm room turned into something that I never expected.

College is supposed to be the period in your life when you sow your wild oats or something like that but I have never been one to do that. I always viewed myself as the serious college kid on a quick path to early graduation while laughing at those who chose to party instead of study. There was even a solid boyfriend of a few years to keep me from the more wild urges of college life. Then he cheated on me, blamed me for his cheating and started publicly dating one of my former best friends.

It is possible for a girl to go through a mid-life crisis at the age of 29, or so my doctor told me when I told him I bought myself a motorcycle. It wasn't that though. It was much more the thought of exploring the open road with the wind blowing against me, the appeal of not being cooped up inside a rolling living room with all the latest amenities. What was not great was when my new ride gave me trouble after the first leg of my first long road trip.

During my time in nursing school, I've only met a few people who seem to thrive during clinicals and I hate each of them. Sure, they have their place and will be wonderful medical professionals but I need people who despise clinicals as much as I do when I am having to suffer through them. I was just so lucky. Not long ago and found myself making the rounds with a group of silly guys who were hell bent on messing with me every time they saw me.

When I was growing up, I could always count on a few things to happen when one of my parents worked a double shift. Dinner would be messed up, bedtime would be out of whack, and we would eat out after payday because of the double-time pay rate. Every now and then I have to work a double shift myself, and other than extra pay, I can basically on count on being exhausted for a week. That wasn't the case recently however, when I worked a double with two other guys. What happened was anything but extra work, but I still got paid double if you know what I mean.

When you work for the same company for the better part of two decades, the routine gets to be a little bit repetitive at times. That doesn't mean that I don't like my job because I actually like it very much. It's just that when something, or someone rather, comes along to shake things up, it can be the most pleasant surprise. A young college intern came to work with me recently and he was stocked full of surprises from the moment he walked into the room.

Few things in life can be more unnerving than working for a temp agency when next week or next month's job and paycheck are never a certainty. One or two things in my life have gone right lately, but the rest haven't exactly followed the script, which leaves me in the uncertain situation of being a temp worker. It's not all bad because I get to meet new people and try different things now and then. When I started my latest temp job a few weeks ago, I had no idea just how many exciting new things I would be doing.

Owning and running a business of my own means that I love being in control and in charge most all of the time. The fact of the matter is that sometimes I need to feel a lack of control to really begin to get turned on in certain situations. Recently I found myself staring right at a perfect chance to release control in the best way possible, through bondage. Let me tell you that it was the absolute best night I have ever spent at the office and I will never forget what happened that night.

Pretty much everybody knows how difficult college can be, and I'm no different. When the pressures of life coupled with looming finals threatened to derail my future, I found myself willing to do anything to push through it. The idea started with accepting an offer of private tutoring from my professor. By the time it was about to start, however, I found myself driven to try more desperate measures to assure a passing grade.

We all know how life can be sometimes, but recently I have gotten it in double doses. I'm a single mom of two kids who struggles to get through a normal day with my sanity intact, so why not add a busted sink to the mix just to push me over the edge? It was probably the worst time for a plumbing problem in the history of the world. That would be my vote anyway. Just when I thought things couldn't get any worse, the bill was outrageous, and I was out of options.

To say that I have never had a problem going against the grain would be as much of an understatement as saying the sun usually rises in the east. I don't set out to break the rules or make my own though. It's really just that I like to live life my way and refuse to let anyone else tell me how to do so. That attitude came in handy recently when I found myself on the wrong end of a hurtful situation. While some might have cried themselves to sleep over it, I simply knew I must get revenge.

Life changes, and we must either change with it or get left behind. That's what my grandparents used to tell me when I was a teenager. It's funny how you can be reminded of such things at just the perfect time, when life throws a curve toward you. Recently I found myself confronted with one of these situations, where I had to admit that life had drastically changed in one of the most heartbreaking ways possible and then decide how to react. The way I chose to respond is easily the craziest thing I have ever done but also something I am very happy about. It's not for the faint of heart.

When Maggie's husband isn't able to take time off to fly to Naples with his sexy wife, she asks her best friend Katie to step in. But their fun afternoon of trying on vacation clothes takes a different tack when the talk turns to bikini lines, waxing, and shaving. It isn't long before the two housewives are comparing bodies, and soon after, they're touching, kissing, and licking. Their vacation adventure might very well become one long lesbian loving session.

Sometimes girls, even the most attractive girls, get cheated on. That's not me. It never happens to me. Or it never had happened to me until recently anyway. The way I found out was as terrible as the way it made me feel and instantly I knew I had to get revenge. Though it took me a while to figure out how to get my old boyfriend back, I picked a great plan when the time came. Little did I know that my attempt at revenge would turn into one of the greatest sexual escapades of my life.