In the morning Maria and I got up before Greg and went out for our usual morning run. As we ran through the streets of Bangkok we realized why we decided to workout and run on the island instead of in the city. As we dodged vehicles and pedestrians and sucked in a few pounds of Bangkok's finest smog we talked and decided not to do this again. We stopped for...
SS41: "Long Live The Queen" ***** This stars one of the married couples from the story "How To Wage A Wargasm": the Phelpses, Leyna and Cyndi. Some of it may not be for everyone—i.e., non-chess folk, so I tried to break it down for Readers who don't play. Feel free to skip the game segment if you don't like or get chess—I'm going to boldface all the moves...
* * Buzzzzz * * I woke to bright sun streaming in the windows. Okay, no snow. I wondered if was as cold as it had been last night. I stretched languidly and gloriously. EEK! The sheet is wet. What on earth? Was that why I had a smile on my face as I woke? Are you one of those women who remember all their dreams? I've met some who do. I have my mornings when...
Authors Note: This is my nude day submission for this year. I hope you enjoy it, though it is not in one of my usual categories. Thank you very much to Veekay, whose help I would be lost without. I very much appreciate your proofreading/editing skills. "My husband's idea of foreplay is coming out of the bathroom after his shower, shaking his cock at me and...
Bonus story-time again. Velette is back as the centerpiece of this one. If you enjoyed "The Voxe: A Girl And Her Music" and wanted more of our fictitious rock star heroine, then you're in luck; this is its sequel—again, written in first-person, from the P.O.V. of Velette, "the Voxe" herself. And this new Voxe narrative's dedicated to one very special, very l...
Well, well, and well-cum, my royal leaders and loyal Readers!! This story is sixth in the "How To" series starring hubby and wife BDSM couple, Lou and Sandra Burton. (Technical note: the first five followed a numerical pattern in their Saga numbers. This one continues that pattern, though it was briefly interrupted by a spicy little tale called "Clerical Ter...
"Get up those stairs right now." Annie ordered. I love it when she bosses me around. This time it was my turn to take her by the hand and lead her to the bedroom. After seeing the girls using the strap on in the changing room earlier I was desperate to try it. Annie had a whole range of toys, dressing up gear, whips, chains, you name it, so it didn't come...
Saturday was lazy, crazy and sexy. It also had snowed overnight and continued through much of the day. The bedroom windows were spectacular regardless of the seasons but snow somehow seemed so pretty and innocent as it fell. That innocence was lost as soon as you stepped outside or tried to drive! It also wrecked our plans to buy a tree! Oh well, we weren't...
* * Recovery * * The following Thursday Sheri came home!! She was up and walking every day. She finally had her bath, then a shower when deemed safe. The surprise Teresa had prepared (sandwiches) was greeted with yips, hugs and tears of joy. Physical therapy was working with her to regain full use and strength in the affected muscle groups, bringing her s...
* * Friday * * The phone screamed. Fuck! Already? It was only a minute ago I'd fallen asleep. I reached for the damn thing and hung it up. I turned. Sheri's greens focused and she smiled. I leaned over and kissed her. "It was pitifully short but did you sleep well Ma'am?" Phew, I remembered. "Yes I did. I slept the sleep of the dead as they say. Whatever...