The sun felt good on Don's suit and tie. The breeze tussled his well trimmed hair which fell back into place thanks to his hair spray. Smelling the fresh cut grass and the blossomed flowers he pleasantly gazed about the well kept city square. Charismatically he smiled at other walkers whether dressed casual, or in business attire. City traffic noises were ca...
Chapter Ten - Let's Make A Salad All right, at least he had managed to make the leather chair look decent after the online BDSM groups had supplied him with useful information on how to clean cum off leather. The best part was that he hadn't needed to call Mark to the rescue, and a tissue and some rubbing alcohol that he had luckily found in the small vanit...
INTRODUCTION Pete Jenkins and Jack Lewis were wrapping up things at the office on a Friday afternoon. They both worked for an investment banking firm and shared a satellite office. The secretary of three years was getting married that weekend and she would not be returning to the firm. Under normal circumstances the guys and their wives would have attended...
Author's Note: Okay, I'm skipping my normal disclaimers this time because I wanted make a couple of points before the story. First, all of you are so awesome. I received 11 public reviews and several feedback e-mails from you. That's way more than I received from my earlier chapters. Also, 80 of you voted on my last chapter. That's over double the number th...
MORE PORN On Wednesday the three woke up one at a time and headed for the kitchen to get a cup of coffee. Eric was up first so he had made the coffee. It was a rainy chilly day so they decided to hang out at the apartment. Traci suggested watching some porn and Scotty agreed but Eric was indifferent. They looked at the TV as the movie began to play. "This...
Author's note: Long-time reader, posting for the first time. This is really my first try at any kind of writing. Hope this will interest the readers, if you guys like I'll continue. Comments, critiques and suggestion are always appreciated. ~*~*~*~ "There is something you don't see every day." "What are you talking about?" Jacob Knight stepped thro...
Chapter Three Kyle said he preferred to walk home, so he could clear his head and ended up wandering. The day was bright, and he was surprised at the amount of traffic downtown. It wasn't something he'd paid much attention to. On weekends, he would usually spend in bed, reading comic books and cheap science-fiction novels. He headed across the lower side,...
If there was one thing I'd have to identify as Boyd Ames being the most useful to me it would be introducing me to Drake Simpson. The man was gorgeous and forceful just the way I like them—and cocky. That's just the way I like to break them. A control freak—just like I am—so a worthy challenge. I know a secret about control, having it and keeping it, though....
Readers of my story 'My First Ladyboy' will know that I was spending a lot of time in the Far East monitoring the activities of my company's agents from our London base. The initiative proved highly successful and it came as no surprise when it was decided to establish a small office within the region and I was asked to set it up. I was instructed to make...
After we'd cleaned up from our little roll in the hay at his place, Peter Blair took me over to the Loudon County Court offices, which proved to be not more than three blocks from his old townhouse, near the major intersection where Route 7 coming out of Washington, and Route 15 coming down from Maryland at Point of Rocks converged—both old stage coach roads...