Post – Page 102 – My Dissolute Life

Anticipation

There's something about not having something, about anticipating getting it, that's even better than actually getting (or for that matter,[…]

My hand lifts you by your crotch; my other hand pushes you down. You hinge forward at the hips, ready[…]

Just like that, she's evaporated. My wife, you see, has seen pictures of her (because she sent them to me,[…]

Thursday, I’ll fuck L. Between now and then is one of the best parts of our relationship: the hard-on I can[…]

I rolled over this morning to find an e-mail from 1,000 miles away. The subject: "Morning." The e-mail contained no[…]

They’ve been back in touch, and I’ve been remiss in not keeping current on the story. Their position is as[…]

Literally. We have never met. I begin many days by asking her to send me a picture. Left to her[…]

B (who from here on out shall be the University Administrator) reported that she’s singularly unsexy today, recovering, as she[…]

One of the challenges of being the sort of slut that I am – that is, an honest and exhibitionistic[…]

I “met” B on OKCupid. Exotic looking, a bit younger, and clearly a bit self-conscious about her figure, and her[…]