The day was supposed to be hot. But, you sure wouldn't guess it from the typically crisp high-desert morning. It's seven in the morning, not unreasonably early, but the cold air has even the birds and squirrels getting a late start. The tumbling water in the river is the backdrop over which a few determined birds begin chirping back and forth as they ventur...
O N E It had been two weeks since Jane Worthington began work at the white-shoe Wall Street law firm of Haight & Robb. She was the newly hired lead partner of the litigation group, and Gerald McNeil had been watching her with interest from the moment she first appeared before the executive committee to be considered for the position. She cut an impressi...
This letter originally appeared in Buxom Beauties magazine on June 9, 1997: Sweet readers, It has been exactly one year since the good editors of this magazine published a letter written by my sexy girlfriend and fellow "research partner", Courtney. Since that time, the publishers have reported to us that they have received a flood of letters from horny ho...
**** Writer's note: This is my first attempt at writing a third person story. I hope y'all like it even if it's a bit different than my previous stories. I also agonized over what category to file this story under. At its heart it's a love story between two women even if it has a lot of BDSM sex and there are a couple of scenes that involve men and male spec...
Somehow Kimberly Stewart had survived five years as a military wife without Jim ever being deployed. Sure, he spent time in the training field in other units, but was never gone for more than a month, and was never in danger of dying. She hugged his big 6 foot frame at the edge of the parking lot. Jim brushed her red hair from her pale face to see her tear f...
Alice told me that she played golf. Alice didn't tell me that she was conference champion three years in a row, when in college, and that she had 'flirted' with the junior circuit of the LPGA; No, Alice forgot to mention that little ditty, the bitch! We played at her club, a beautiful tree-lined course with trees hundreds of years old, Spanish moss draping...
Chapter 6 A slave-girl joins the fun Six months later the divorce papers had been signed with the settlement agreed without the need for expensive lawyers. Miranda agreed with her mother for Geraldine to keep the house and her inheritance, which was a substantial amount. Geraldine, the important wealthy woman, was unable to make any contribution to the p...
Ananya was my neighbour's daughter. She was slender and pretty and so innocent. She called me Babli didi and looked up to me for being a girl who knew her mind. I was her role model as she had told me many times. She had just started junior college and I encouraged her efforts as much as I could. Her body had me fascinated for some time now and I was contin...
I sat in my office and tried not to think about the last class I had just taught. I enjoy teaching, and this summer's group of bright, eager young faces was especially fun, a break from my regular routine of working in my field. One face was just too bright though. Rebecca. Tall and willowy, with long auburn hair and a graceful figure, she was just too atten...
April’s arrival had startled a disheveled Xanthe, her swimsuit pulled aside at the crotch and her shoulder straps hanging limply by her side. April didn’t know quite what was going on, but obeyed Xanthe’s instruction to remain silent. “What’s going on?” whispered April. She was another tall girl about five ten, with shoulder length strawberry blonde hair,...