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The Arrival
 
 
 
 

 

 

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The Arrival (Day 1)

Well Samantha (Cindy) and Janelle (Tina) arrived today after a three day delay with Canada Customs. I think the agents were lusting for them and tried to keep them around longer. When I first saw them I was surprised at their petite size. Danny Devito, would have been delighted, I'm sure.
However, what they lack in size, they make up for in adorability!
The Greens were delighted that the girls have moved into the old family homestead. Even more delighted when the girls invited them over for a visit. They were a little shocked, however, by the skimpy outfits. Then again, elderly folk do tend to be a bit old fashioned and 'proper'.


Of course, I like the sexy outfits! As a matter of fact, when we got back from the Greens, I invitde the girls to my bedroom for a frolic - hmmm, a threesome...Well, Samantha wasn't interested in a threesome., She wanted to stay up awhile and browse through the catalogues for new clothing. She seemed to be having a little difficulty finding clothes to fit her rather unique measurements 33" bust, 19" waist and 28" hips. Add to that a total height of 4 feet and it'll be a miracle if she finds anything at all. Then again, she looks like the type that would be into custom designer clothes anyway. Janelle and I headed upstairs to bed. It looked like it was going to be a cold night and whereas I always sleep with the windows open I was looking forward to having the extra 'stuffing' next to me to keep me warm. (If you tell Jan I said that, I'll deny every word.) I drifted off into a sound sleep with visions of teddy bears as I snuggled up to the warm fuzzy companion that had become the object of my affection - for the moment at least.,,,,,

The Next Morning

When I woke up this morning, I had my arm around a warm cuddly body, my nose in her hair, erotic thoughts flowing through my mind when all of a sudden my adrenaline glands kick in and I think..."what the f#%k? This is not my wife! Any minute she is going to walk through that door and catch me with another woman. I guess it doesn't matter cause I'm about to have a heart attack and die - finding this Babe in my bed. Then my mind clicks in..."Wait, this is no woman! It's a Teddy Babe. In some ways, better than a woman! She doesn't snore, she doesn't complain, she's warm and cuddly and she doesn't hit me in the eye with her elbow when she rolls over - AND she even gets my hormones flowing. I feel more at ease. On the down side of things, she doesn't initiate anything, she doesn't talk, and she doesn't scratch my back in the morning! I remember how, the day before, my wife offered to help me buy some clothes for these girls. My wife and I have separate bedrooms - we sleep better and visit each other's beds when in the mood and usually in the mornings.


I have to say, the experience brought back memories of my ' panda bear. The one I had when I was a youngin', only I'd have swithched to these in a second had they been available. I'm not even sure that I didn't try to hump the Panda when the hormones were running high. Well thank god I've outgrown that!
I'm sure there's definitely no comparison in that area either- the Palm Sisters will have to find something more useful to do.

 
 
 
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