A new erotic fantasy is born…And that’s it. The reader closes the book, thinks “that was weird” and goes about the rest of their day, probably...forgetting about the strange book by the time they get home from the raging dumpster-fire they call a life. But the magic doesn’t just end there; the next time the reader falls asleep they will be thrust into a vivid dreamscape of one of their craziest erotic fantasies come to life.The dreamer will embark upon the kind of worlds you only get to see in. " He slid down and kissed her on the hand, saying,"Yes, Ma'am. Whatever you say. And thanks again for such a perfectbirthday gift."And so they went to sleep, dreaming of the delights yet to come.***Greta and Madge were having one of their afternoon get-togethers. Theywere both middle-aged, full-figured, and prone to dress to show off theirsubstantial curves. The two of them were on Greta's enclosed back porch,sipping wine and nibbling on cookies from a gourmet bakery. Naturally,they were. It was kind of interesting but became boring really fast. Mary was looking for something else to do. She didn't want to leave her house. The internet was a big place with all kinds of interesting websites to visit. She would just have to find something that was more interesting to do.Her husband was a bit of a control freak. He expected things his way. He wanted the house clean, his children put to bed, a nice meal with some wine and his wife in a sexy negligee ready to give him head and. I was wearing a skirt, no panties and a sweater top.I leaned back in the seat next to him and let my legs fall open a little exposing my bare pussy."I said, like what you see?"He looked me in the eye, and replied "You are the sexiest Uber driver I’ve ever seen."My pulse quickened slightly as I became aware of the fact that the bulge in his pants had started to travel upwards.I looked him straight in the eyes and said, “This is the time you slide your pants down”. To which he quickly slipped his.