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Thread: M x F - Long-Term - 24 prompts/plots/starters within

M4F - University Professor and his TA Its quite a blistering day out there I say exasperated by the early winter thats been brought on this year. Talking to myself is quite a normal thing for me while Im alone in my office or home. Today Im in my office thinking about you, my teaching assistant for the second year in a row. Ive been a teacher for going on 15 years at this University and this is the first time Ive ever had a female teaching assistant. If I were honest with myself, it has been an interesting experience with you and very different from all those that Ive worked with in the past. With the male teaching assistants it almost seems like they were competing with me, as opposed to helping me. Being students, as well as a teaching assistant, Id imagine could be quite demanding on your schedules. We meet on Tuesdays once a week, in my office, to discuss the most recent paper or test that youre marking, but this week you wanted to meet me a second time on Friday evening after your last class. I know that it must be something important or you wouldnt have asked, so I decide to open my office hours a little further before our meeting to pass the time while I wait for your class to let out. Being single its a bit easier to just change my schedule on the fly, theres no one to answer to, no pets to feed or walk, nothing. Pushing 40 years old now, there doesnt really seem to be much hope for me in the way of love, although I do keep myself in reasonably good shape. I never meet any new women! The only women I do meet are all my young students, who are completely off limits. As time passes, I sit waiting for our meeting, watching the clock tick as no one has signed up for my office hours. I think to the coming weekend, quite sure my couch will be my only company for the entire lonely weekend. I hear the the door at the end of my office hallway open, Ive left my office door open, followed by unmistakable heeled steps. They grow louder and louder as you approach my office door. You appear in the opening and flash your beautiful smile greeting me. I hope class wasnt too much for you on a Friday evening? I say as I stand and motion you in to sit down on the chair in front of my desk.
Thread: M x F - Long-Term - 24 prompts/plots/starters within

M4F - My new, young, secretary The day, week, month has been non-stop stress. Ive simply had enough, I cant handle it on my own anymore. The choice to hire such a young, inexperienced, secretary may prove to be a bad choice. In the interview you seemed genuinely skilled, and right on budget so I figured, why not? As I sit here, in my office chair, I look out, through my open door, at you. You seem to be working diligently, typing away at your computer, tapping your pencil on the desk when youre pondering something. Leaning back with a sigh of relief, I realize that Ive been staring at you for a number of minutes and shake my gaze back to my computer screen. I know I should be working, but in all honesty I cant help but feel a complete sense of relief today. This is your third week being full-time, and having you with me on a daily basis has proven to be burden free a pleasant change. I didnt realize it before now, but working alone and having no one to interact with was something I really missed. Wow, zoned out again staring at my screen! I raise my head to the sound of you shuffling. Youre dressed beautifully, as always infact, youre a very stunning young woman. I watch as you shift yourself out of your chair and walk, swaying those lovely hips, only to the entrance of my door knocking politely, always waiting for an invitation. Come in, come in, I say in a hurry motioning you forward. You take a few steps in and lean slightly forward toward my desk. I hope everything is going okay today? I question.
Thread: M x F - Long-Term - 24 prompts/plots/starters within

M4F - Broken motorcycle accident Finally spring has arrived. With it the delicious taste of fresh air, the lovely sound of the birds chirping excited to be out from their snow covered shelters. Today is beautiful. The sun is high and the streets are clear. Although it is a very windy day Joe has decided to take his motorcycle out for a spin with this weather, the freshness of spring, and the long wait to get out of the house he just cant wait any longer! Joe gets himself wrapped up in his protective riding gear, walks outside and starts his bike. It takes a lot longer today than it normally would, seeing as his bike has been in storage all winter, to get it going, but eventually it has that smooth purr just like it should. He hops on and tosses the visor of his helmet down to protect his face from the ripping wind of today. The ride is lovely. The feeling of the wind against his body, even though it is strong, is just the thing he needs after such a long winter. The country roads are always peaceful visions of cows grazing and those chirping birds flying to and fro what a beautiful way to spend an early morning. The S curves coming up always give Joe a bit of a thrill, hes not truly a thrill seeker but these curves he does love to take at a decent speed and lean right into them. The first goes nice and smoothly. A long wide left turn that he leans into, watching ahead as he approaches the second curve that gracefully ducks to the right. Only a single car, a bit farther along, in the other lane approaches as he moves into this second curve. No theyre not in the other lane? His eyes look at this car as it approaches him, getting closer and closer to him in his own lane? Do his eyes betray him? There is no head behind the steering wheel??? Joe accelerates slightly, trying to standing his bike up in this curve and get tighter to the shoulder of the road. As he does the tires slip slightly on the gravel of the shoulder and his rear wheel starts a slight wobble but its too late The back of his motorcycle slams into the rear of the car and sends it cutting down into the ditch behind it. . The idea of this prompt is to leave it in a place where you can be creative in a response. Has Joe been hospitalized and youre the nurse that has been on his case? Has Joe been severely injured and youre the distracted driver that was ordered by the court to take care of him in his recovery? Is Joe able to recover from this cut down into the ditch somehow and you get out from your car to find him hurt? The possibilities are endless I look forward to hearing your interpretation!
Thread: M x F - Long-Term - 24 prompts/plots/starters within

M4F - 1920s Downton Abbey Era It truly is tough being the Earl of such a great villa. I walk these halls, just as my Father did and his before him, realizing the responsibility of such a vast landscape and estate is in my hands. As I walk past each servant I know that they all have vested interest in what happens here, what I do each and every day, but do they truly comprehend the duty I feel toward them and my family. A number of years ago my wife passed she was lost in an outbreak of Spanish Flu, like so many others and I have been alone ever since. Well, I suppose not alone I do have my two daughters that live with me. They are both coming of age now and I will soon be helping them choose a good suitor, well I hope good they are both very strong willed, just like their mother. Of course I have no heir, and likely never truly will. The closest relative we can find is a distant cousin none of us have ever met Well I believe I met him one time when he was 5 at a family Luncheon while my Father was still alive. Mother has been very supportive in my time of grief, there is no doubt about that, but now that my wife has been gone 4 years she is pushing me to move on she is pushing me to join the land of the living again and stop discounting myself as dead. I always assure her that I am in the land of the living, but I just have not found someone that brings me the joy of life. The house is vast, the landscape is plenty but there just seems, truly, to be nothing here for me except the constant day-to-day struggle of keeping things going. The servants, including my own Valet, have all been very good at keeping the house organized and have been encouraging me to start hosting dinner parties once again to meet new people. With reluctance, and much discussion with my daughters and our butler, I have finally agreed to host a dinner party this evening. I expect it shant be anything over the top, but I do hope that it will at least appease my Mothers desires to bring me back to the land of the living. The night is upon us already and I stand in the library with my two daughters seated with Mother. The butler has begun ushering our guests in and the room is beginning to fill with some people I know and some I do not. The footman make their way through the crowd offering drinks to each and every guest, and I join in eagerly taking a glass and downing it. My eyes roam the room as I make idle conversation with a few chaps I have not seen in quite a while, just waiting for the night to end. . So, Im actually going to stop the prompt here. I hope that after reading it youve been dreaming up a character for yourself and where you may fit in? Do you want to be a servant? A distant relative? A new female suitor that has just walked into the party? Im really open to exploring many different venues...
Thread: M x F - Long-Term - 24 prompts/plots/starters within

M4F - Sex Club At first when you suggested the idea I didnt really even know where my mind should go. Should I be insulted? Should I be turned on? Should I run for the hills? Should I hop on a plane right away? Well, as our conversation furthered itself, my mind was able to wrap itself around the initial shock of the suggestion and actually see the thrill that it may hold the two of us sitting there, together, in a room watching another couple have sex behind a two sided mirror. Or us, being that couple, that others watch from behind the mirrors. The arrangements have been made and we decided that we should just meet right at the club in Vegas, rather than the airport and going together. The flight isnt long and my thoughts and thrills of what is about to happen, as I arrive, consume my brain the entire flight. I hop in a taxi and make my way to the club. As I arrive I see your smiling face standing outside waiting. We embrace passionately and get ushered inside.
Thread: M x F - Long-Term - 24 prompts/plots/starters within

M4F - The Cabin - Intimate connection The decision to meet did not come lightly. The fact that we met online played no relevance in my decision to make this happen. From the moment I saw you, from the moment we spoke, I knew that this was inevitable. Pushing down all boundaries and all walls was tough, I know it was especially for you, but here I find myself at the cabin waiting Hoping youll show up. The cabin setting is that of a dream. The entrance to property is miles up the road. The road, essentially a dirt path, that leads into this quiet isolated place is covered by a wondrous ceiling of trees that makes it seem dark even on the brightest day. As the cabin is approached the road widens at the south side where there plenty of space. Truly this is a delight, the forest is dense enough for privacy but around the cabin has been cleared enough that the east side deck looks down directly onto the private lake without obstruction. Walking through the main, south, entrance begins the indoor adventure. Just inside the cabin, to the right, is a lovely kitchenette. A small countertop that weaves around to an island overlooking the main part of the cabin. A table for two just to the left of the entrance separated from the kitchen only by the small walk path into the main area. The fireplace, on the right, is framed by a window and door on the east side of the cabin. A thick rug and sofa offer an easy way to relax in front. On the far side of the cabin the wonders continue as the master bedroom overlooks the lake with a patio door that slides open onto the deck with a hot tub for two. The head and base boards are sturdy and offer plenty of ideas for well, well get into that later. To the left of the master bedroom is a bathroom, with laundry included inside. The place is truly something of a marvel, a gem hidden away in this wonderful forest and awaiting our intimate moments. I move myself out onto the deck, taking a seat on the rocking loveseat, looking out onto the waterfront as wait for your arrival.
Thread: M x F - Long-Term - 24 prompts/plots/starters within

M4F - Caught by my secretary combo of two from above The day, week, month has been non-stop stress. Ive simply had enough, I cant handle it on my own anymore. The choice to hire such a young, inexperienced, secretary may prove to be a bad choice. In the interview you seemed genuinely skilled, and right on budget so I figured, why not? As I sit here, in my office chair, I look out, through my open door, at you. You seem to be working diligently, typing away at your computer, tapping your pencil on the desk when youre pondering something. I lean back with a sigh of relief and realize that Ive been staring at you for a number of minutes I shake my gaze back to my computer screen. I know I should be working, but in all honesty I cant help but feel a complete sense of relief today. I guess you've been with me about two months now, full-time, and having you with me on a daily basis has proven to be burden free a pleasant change. I didnt realize it before now, but working alone and having no one to interact with was something I really missed. Wow, I zoned out again staring at my screen! I raise my head to the sound of you shuffling. Youre dressed beautifully, as always in fact, youre a very stunning young woman. I watch as you shift yourself out of your chair and walk, swaying those lovely hips, only to the entrance of my door knocking politely, before announcing that you'll be heading out for the day. The set up, in my home office, has really made it an easy transition. Giving you a key, only after a month, seemed like the most logical thing to do. You could come and go as you please, and the door to the main house corridor was locked anyway, so no danger there. I wish you a good night and watch as you scoot toward the exit. As I watch you bend over, change your little dress shoes to heeled boots I can't help myself but think of what you look like under those perfectly placed clothes. You seem so put together, and if I were honest I've found myself fantasizing about you often when you're not around. Today is no different. You look back and wave before walking out the door. My eyes close and think of your curves. You're gone for the day... My mind is more relaxed than it has been for quite some time... I let my hands wander to the button of my pants. Undone, unzipped... They're quickly at my ankle's, along with my boxers, as I let out my quickly swelling member. I move away from my desk to give myself some space to work, and as I do my eyes close thinking of your perfect walk, the swaying of your hips... The way you just bent over. My hand grips my girth and starts it's up and down motion. My grip tightens as my mouth opens with pleasure... The thought of you ever present... Up and down... Up and down...
Thread: M x F - Long-Term - 24 prompts/plots/starters within

M4F - The curse of a rich man Romance Driven The intriguing thing about Hank was that he never wanted it. He never desired or craved to be famous or be wealthy With the way he was treated by his parents and peers growing up, all he ever wanted was to get out from under the thumb of oppression that the world seemed to push down upon him. Despite no opportunities in his childhood, he pressed on it was as though the character of the demoralizing souls around him encouraged him to perform even better. The destitution that seemed to plague the world only pushed him to succeed more, and succeed he did. Hank was in his late 20s now. Hed actually never had a girlfriend... well, one that he would call a girlfriend anyway. It seemed that his life was filled with lowlifes. Just when he thought someone was becoming a good enough friend that he would call them a girlfriend or ask them to be one, if that even happened anymore theyd let him down in a way that seemed to be common given his wealth everyone wanted a piece. They just couldnt be friends with him for who he was. This week was no different from any other in his busy life now, meetings meetings and more meetings. It was Friday night, he had a meeting pending another late night closure on a deal hed been working on for months, but he just needed a breather. He stepped out of the office, after telling his secretary hed be right back, and just took a stroll to a convenience store down the street. He just wanted a drink. Maybe a chocolate bar? Well he got both and walked out to the street. He stood there looking up at what stars he could see, through the bright city lights. Cracking open the chocolate bar and drink he heard the most interesting conversation only a step away. He wasnt sure who she was talking to, but she clearly loved them. The tone he heard was caring and beautiful. As he listened a tear trickled down his face as he heard the closing remarks love you too mom and dad. Was it even possible that someone in this world cared deeply for their parents? The tears streamed, and he didnt know why but a second later he found himself turning and bumping into something that sent him and her to the ground. He looked up and heard that voice again Im so sorry she said, as did he. I guess I was just caught up in my conversation she explained simply as she sprung back to her feet, noticing for the first time the tears on his face.
Thread: M x F - Long-Term - 24 prompts/plots/starters within

M4F - Humanity's Last Hope World buildersurvivaladventureromance PAIRINGS Tavish UNKNOWN NAME Us Lincoln Trixie pilotsmechanics Logan Brenda explorers, adventurers Hank Erin oldest female brash couple a bit on the wild side Scott Sarah playful couple, very friendly and understanding The only way the earth would be described today is dead. The ten that were chosen and found themselves aboard the last hope were the only ones left of humanity, truly the last hope. During the last five years of regular life on earth, if you could call it that, genetic tests were performed on all that applied to make the journey on the last hope. The tests looked at all aspects of a person, from their genetic makeup to their disposition for violence. Ten were chosen, five men and five women paired according to their genetic makeup and dispositions. The scientists got it right. There were hardly ever fights amongst the couples on the ship, but between the group oh yes, there were fights endless torment on this ship, as theyd describe being with one another. Three years in a confined space with anyone could make even the most laid back person go insane. Tavish and UNKNOWN NAME were a match made in heaven, at least according to the scientists. There was no doubt that they had unbreakable chemistry there were many times that they wanted to break the covenant of the last hope the covenant stipulating that no sexual intercourse would happen until a suitable landing site was found, and inhabited by the only remaining members of humanity. The question still remained, when they werent trapped in this vessel, would they keep that same chemistry? Would they still be drawn to one another when the entire world was their playground? Time would soon tell. The ship was in its descent to a planet they called NH001 New hope 001. It seemed appropriate given the nature of their trip given the nature of this last ditch effort to save humanity. The gas in the air consisted of a higher degree of oxygen than earth, and a substance that couldnt be identified, but the liquids on the surface tested on long-range sensors to be just like that of water. It seemed their only hope, seeing as the vessel was only made to last for four years and they were well into their third. As Lincoln set down the ship his companion, Trixie, held his arm steady as they set down finally! All 10 cheered for joy as relief began to set in. Logan and Brenda were the first to the door, the adventurers, as they pulled on their suits to step out into the anti-gravity chamber. Theyd test the air and ground first, before opening the sealed chamber to the rest of the crew. Logan pushed the button. ........................................... I'm hoping that we'd be capable of writing the main character's along with many other non-lead's here. If you're only comfortable writing as one character, that's fine too... just let me know.
Thread: M x F - Long-Term - 24 prompts/plots/starters within

M4F - The Newly Forbidden Student romancedrama My life is rather mundane One that most people wouldnt talk about daily life had become very much routine. Wake up, go to work, hit the gym on the way home and then spend the rest of the evening propped in front of the TV with a lap full of papers to mark. The only change, this year has brought with it is the introduction of you my new student. Im not quite sure why Id never seen you before, maybe your family just moved into town? Maybe I was too preoccupied in my mundane life but the truth, if I admitted it to myself, is that I wake up every day thinking of you. I stand under the water of the shower with my manhood firmly in my hand as I stroke out some release to the thought of your perfectly flowing hair Today is Friday a weekend of release from the torment I put myself through daily as I try to sneak in another peek at your legs, hoping that when you lean down to put a book in your backpack maybe some other flesh will show up for my eyes to see. My mind is rushing, despite it being time for me to teach, with thoughts of what wed do if somehow we found ourselves together at my house for the weekend if somehow you just the class is staring at me, Gah! I havent said anything in a few minutes and your homework for this weekend is to interview someone that is in a position of authority over you. You need to find as many intimate details about them as you can and write a 500 word report for me for Monday groans of sighs from the class as always. I wonder if I would have used the word intimate if you werent on my mind? I take a seat at my desk and give the class 10 minutes to think about who theyll interview before the bell rings. I realize this is likely a futile exercise, but I do like to give those that use this time wisely a chance to get a head start on homework. As I lean back into my chair my eyes try to casually make their way toward you, but seem to dart instantly to your legs in your black uniformed skirt. Somehow you make it perfect! You draw sex appeal from something that just seems so ordinary on anyone else. Your legs are thick and curve perfectly into your backside. Your skin accents the black skirt in a way that creates a contrast like no other Ive ever seen. Your ample bosom looks ready to be plucked Gah, what are you doing, what are you doing Mr. Hunter I scold myself and try to look away but your movement catches my attention out of the corner of my eyes. Your legs move from being crossed and swing out to stand up did I see panties? I question myself stupidly, pathetically before raising my eyes to yours as youre standing at my desk Im so sorry, I was lost in thought there I apologize with the truth What can I do for you?