By a strange twist of fate, I, a slim and attractive woman, had been widowed for some 10 years. I had not loved my older super rich husband as he was violent, abusive and controlling. I definitely considered every part of our life together was something appalling, something to be endured. I had come to believe that women like me who actually stayed in abusiv...
Welcome! All characters are over 18. Thank-you to my muse for inspiring this story... As always, favorite, comment, rate...feedback if you dare.. thank you for taking a moment out of your life to read what flows through and out of me. *********** It started with a story. It started with an email. It started with desire. I often got feedback on the var...
I really can't talk about the specifics of my last job. I can tell you that my supervisor was a prick. He was egotistical, selfish, and always looking for a way to win over his superiors. For the sake of this story, we will call him "Bob". He was one of those shorter than average guys who thrust his weight and chest around like he owned a place. It became ap...
Julie watched with detached curiosity as the little drama played out in the park. It was about four o'clock on a balmy, breezy spring afternoon and the ducks and geese were gliding to and fro on the pond, looking for handouts from the park's occasional visitor. Julie wasn't interested in them just now, as her attention was on the young couple on the other si...
Brenda was awake and moving before her alarm went off. She had fallen asleep much faster than she expected the night before given the excitement she felt and now awoke feeling rested and ready. She slid out of bed without waking her husband Mike and quickly showered and dressed in a pair of jeans and a loose fitting blue top. Without a word to him she left t...
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are 18 years or older when in sexual situations. * It wa...
I'd waited long enough. This time I was going to get away. Now that I was 18, I was legally an adult anyway, even if my asshole of a sperm donor (I would never call that man a "father": there's much more to being a father than supplying half the genetic material to your offspring) would never think of me that way. My egg donor wasn't any better: she'd let hi...
Lydia stood nude in front of the mirror and looked at her 40-year-old body which had had two lovers before marriage and a husband. Firm breasts, flat stomach, big bush, nice thick thighs, all this added up to a sexy woman, she assured herself. Her spectacles gave her an intellectual look, a look that made Steve fall in love with her a month back. Lydia, an E...
Josie lifted her champagne flute in toast of the fog as it poured over Twin Peaks. A typical San Francisco evening, she mused, and it feels great to be home. Leaning on the railing of her balcony, Josie took a deep breath and smiled at the rich aroma of the flowered trees lining the streets, just as her first guest rang the bell. Three bubbling glasses and...
When I finally awoke the next morning, I almost forgot where I was until I heard the shower running and saw that beautiful woman. I debated joining her but she saw that I was awake and motioned for me to come and join her. It was almost awkward but then we just did our thing. We talked and chatted while we did what we needed to do. She asked me if I had an...