Every good love story needs a hot, steamy shower scene, don't you think?
And, I confess, I love getting in the shower and scrubbing away all that scum.
Yes, there are few things more satisfying than getting down on my knees, with my bottle of bubbles and a good... hard...
scrubbing brush...
(I'm sorry, were you expecting something else? Really, you people are incorrigible.)
And working up a lather.
Mmm... I feel tingly all over just thinking about it.
[To read previous installments of 18 Shades of J., click here.]
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Showing posts with label home erotica. Show all posts
Tuesday, June 5, 2012
Thursday, May 31, 2012
18 Shades of J., Chapter 2: Dirty laundry
I promised you I would reveal more secrets, dear reader, and I am a woman who keeps my promises. When it is convenient.
While some women go to great lengths to hide it, today I will share with you my dirty laundry. Not all of it, of course. For I doubt you could handle it. Indeed, the shear weight of it could make a man's knees buckle.
And while I am not usually one to kiss and tell, I confess there must be a hundred kisses contained in that basket, if not more. Fortunately, in a few hours, less, I will have washed away all my stains and no one will be the wiser.
You want me to tell you another secret?
I did not make the bed this morning.
I can see your shock. But I could not give a sheet. I am a busy woman with many masters to please.
Ah, look at the time. I fear I must go, dear friends. The pool boy will be here any minute. But if you would like me to reveal another secret, leave a Comment.
[To read 18 Shades of J., the first chapter, click here.]
While some women go to great lengths to hide it, today I will share with you my dirty laundry. Not all of it, of course. For I doubt you could handle it. Indeed, the shear weight of it could make a man's knees buckle.
And while I am not usually one to kiss and tell, I confess there must be a hundred kisses contained in that basket, if not more. Fortunately, in a few hours, less, I will have washed away all my stains and no one will be the wiser.
You want me to tell you another secret?
I did not make the bed this morning.
I can see your shock. But I could not give a sheet. I am a busy woman with many masters to please.
Ah, look at the time. I fear I must go, dear friends. The pool boy will be here any minute. But if you would like me to reveal another secret, leave a Comment.
[To read 18 Shades of J., the first chapter, click here.]
Labels:
home erotica,
humor
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
18 Shades of J.
What you are about to read is the truth.
I have many secrets, and now, finally, I will reveal some of them to you.
I have 18 shades.
And I warn you, some of them are quite blue.
Others are opaque. So no one can see me.
Some are translucent, shedding just a hint of light on what really goes on here.
Look closely, however, and you just might spy a glimpse of pussy...
cat.
(Geez, people. Get your minds out of the gutter.)
To be continued...?
I have many secrets, and now, finally, I will reveal some of them to you.
I have 18 shades.
And I warn you, some of them are quite blue.
Others are opaque. So no one can see me.
Some are translucent, shedding just a hint of light on what really goes on here.
Look closely, however, and you just might spy a glimpse of pussy...
cat.
(Geez, people. Get your minds out of the gutter.)
To be continued...?
Labels:
home erotica,
humor
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