(A companion story to Careful what you ask for) Caroline, famished after a long day at the fine-art publishing house where she was a Commissioning Editor, finished laying out the trays of the Moroccan takeaway on the coffee table that stood in the angle between the sofa and an easy chair, just as Lorna rang the doorbell. She picked up the bottle of wine fro...
Thank you to Jennifer M. for you decidedly wicked thoughts. 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 characte...
Summary: A parent-teacher interview forever changes a teacher's life. Note 1: This story is dedicated to my beautiful pet Julie. Your smile makes me tingle. Note 2: A special thanks goes to Cecile who suggested the parent-teacher story and Julie for being the muse of the story. Note 3: Another special thanks goes to Steve B and Julie for editing and p...
By Shelby W and Marilyn Aug 2001 This is an actual email exchange written by two women. Each part is told by the woman involved - their own thoughts and feelings relating to the experience. * * * * * Part 1 Marilyn to Shelby We are in a nice tub having a bath together and enjoying the effects of a large bottle of wine. Our legs are entwined and we're s...
The blindfold was fit snug against her pretty eyes causing everything to turn black. The cool tile floor felt nice and soothing beneath her bottom and her back was leaning against a cold smooth surface as well. She had worked this out to be a double door refrigerator because the other door was open and cool air was emanating from it causing her nipples to ri...
Susan and I had been best friends for the passed four years. We had met at a previous job and had hit it off very quickly. Our life styles were very different. My husband is a successful sales rep for a major computer company and hers is a construction laborer. We live in relative comfort while they live the life of the lower middle class. My husband is hard...
Cindy and Julie sat in the living room listening to the woodland noises outside and sipping wine. Cindy had relaxed a great deal and felt ready for a fun and playful weekend. They discussed where they might go and what the would do, Julie was wanting to go shopping while Cindy was voting for staying at the cabin to work on her tan down by the lake. The lar...
Dezzy had no idea what had become of her other than possible nymphomania mixed with a sanguine freedom from her existence up until now. She was finally done with high school and had very little money, direction, or desire to do anything but fuck, or more specifically, get fucked. Her immaculate little pussy (she knew it was immaculate, she had seen enough po...
Our cottage weekend began like most other long-weekend vacations; with booking the site well in advance. After my husband and I browsed through pictures on the website, we could easily see why it would be more than necessary in this case. On the inside the cottage was fairly average although it appeared a lot cleaner and fresher than most places we viewed. I...
It was a very hot evening in May. I was alone, doing household chores leisurely at home expecting the arrival of my hubby. We had plans to go for shopping and a late night dinner in a cozy restaurant. I had almost finished everything and proceeded to the bathroom for a refreshing bath. Had a nice bath and dabbed perfume to entice my hubby, expecting to have...