I have a friend, Sharon, whom I see from time to time, especially when I need to get a little wild.

She understands this need and shares it, so when we get together there are no boundaries, and no one is ever disappointed.

One winter afternoon we had arranged to meet at my place. I was spending the morning chopping firewood and fantasizing about the amazing body I would soon have the pleasure of feasting upon. By the time Sharon arrived, scented candles flickered around the living room, several large pillows rested by the hearth, a fire roared in the fireplace, and I had a raging hard-on.

As she entered the living room, our eyes met, and I was glad there was to be no preliminary chitchat, no attempt at social graces.

She was there for one thing only. I pulled her toward me and wrapped her in... Leer Más