All wrapped up in an Excel spreadsheet, my office phone rang and to my delight, it was Greg. I knew it was him as soon as he whispered the first words, “Hey there, sexy!” even though he almost never calls me at work. I smiled at the sound of his voice and answered back the same thing, “Hey there, sexy!”

“I want to have lunch with you today” he announced.

That was unusual – I don’t think I’ve ever had lunch with Greg. Just a lot of nice dinners and romps in the sack for the past year or so. “What did you have in mind? Are you out my way or at your shop?” I asked.

Ha, ha! I bet I know what you were thinking when you read the title of this post! And you were NOT thinking I was going to say, “orange”!

Truth is, I love food. I love to eat food that has strong flavors, but I more than taste. I like the texture, the juiciness and whether I have to lick it or chew it. There is so much more to food than just fueling your body with energy. If you do it right, eating certain foods adds a look to your sexiness and your sex appeal.

I like a tan body. some people say it’s not healthy. But let’s be honest – almost anyone with a tan LOOKS more healthy than a pale person. Am I right? I think I’ve only seen two or three people who have overdone their tans to the point of looking too dark and wrinkled. I think guys look incredibly sexy and powerful when they’ve got a nice tan. And if they have a nice bright white ass to contrast with the tan back and shoulders, it’s even more sexy!

Some guys like to watch porn alone and having someone there with them actually spoils their enjoyment of it. I know a lot of guys watch porn movies in the afternoons when they get home from work an hour or so before when the wife gets home.and they watch in hotel rooms if they have to travel on business. Having x-rated movies in a hotel room are part of the advantages of an overnight business trip.

Rush hour is ridiculous. My office is only 20 miles from my house and it should only take 30 minutes to get from the parking garage to my driveway. But rush hour means when I walk out of the office at 5:00 pm, it will take 2 hours of sitting in bumper to bumper traffic to get home. So, some of us have figured out that we can spend an hour and a half at a downtown bar, drinking and laughing and meeting guys, then get home in 30 minutes. What sounds like more fun? Sitting in traffic for two hours? Or sitting at a bar for an hour and a half and then driving home in 30 minutes? I get home the same time either way, unless I meet a hot guy at the bar, and then I might not get home until very late that night. Or the next morning.

We first met at a bar downtown, standing next to each other while trying to the bartender’s attention. It was loud, of course, and crowded and I had been drinking. A lot of vodka that night – a couple of vodka tonics and then some White Russians. By all rights the bartender could have told me that I was cut off and refused to serve me. But I had tipped him $10 with the last drink, so he winked and gave me one more.

My face was pressed against the cool wet ceramic tiles of his shower. His left hand and forearm was pushing my shoulders firmly against the shower wall and his right hand reached around, gripping my pussy, pulling my ass toward him. The pulsing water was warm and relentless, steam filling the shower stall.

He whispered into my ear, “Gonna cup that luscious ass of yours. Mmmmmmmmmm..feel my dick, baby? It’s hard and hungry. Feel it? It wants you. You want my dick, don’t you, baby? You want it now?” He kissed me on the neck, pressing his tongue against my skin while softly blowing his hot breath, making me shiver.

A light cloud of steam swirled around the bathroom when he opened the door for me and guided me inside. The water was running like a warm mist in the shower stall lined with ceramic tiles in a soft mocha color. There were four glass jars filled with candlewax lined up along the vanity, with a dancing flame reflected by the mirror.

He called me last night and wants me to come to his place for a shower date.I said, “I got my own damn shower. Why come to your place?” He said, “Mmmm.I am gonna have the water nice and hot. No lights – just a couple of scented candles, reflecting in the mirror. You’ll let me take off your clothes, piece by piece, then I’m gonna escort you into the shower and I’m going to get in with you.”

Welcome to my site with erotic stories – all original. Some are even true – but the names and places are changed to protect the guilty!

My aim is to entertain you, whether you are a chick or a dude, maybe inspire you a little and spice up what you’ve got going on in your boudoir. If any of the stories are particularly interesting, let me know and I’ll write more like those.

Enjoy your visit, and when you play – be sure you play safe! We want you cumming for a long time!