"I want to surprise Mark," Jenna was saying to me as we sat on her patio, sharing coffee and bagels. I really wasn't hungry but Jenna insisted so I nibbled enough to be polite as she talked. "He's been wanting me to do something like this for quite a while," Jenna went on to say, "and since I'm not getting any younger, I thought I'd better do this now while...
* Author's note: Thank you so much to everyone who read and enjoyed "Girl Friday!" I had not expected that it would be so well received and it's very flattering to me. Many of you commented that you liked the story of Mistress and Charlotte and wanted more. Honestly, I'm afraid that writing a sequel would turn it into a soap opera, where the interesting bi...
Private journal of Anna Volakas Monday 22nd September, 2014 I feel strange writing this down. No, not strange ... guilty. I don't know why I feel that way, because it doesn't make sense; but I do know what's causing it and maybe if I put it on paper then it won't be in my head any more. Then maybe I can sleep again at night. Let the damn paper feel guilty....
The following week, Dionaea and Cytherea had to phone Jamila that they couldn’t visit her – they were having their period, it was really uncomfortable for them to ride a motorbike to her home, so they had to put off their meeting by a week. When they eventually came and visited Jamila, not only did she give them 12 complete set of lingerie each, but also 2...
Chapter Sixteen (Saturday 27th April 2002) Naz woke to find herself entwined with Heather's naked body, which was as pleasant an awakening as she could remember. Hev was still snoozing so, seizing the opportunity, she kissed her on the tip of her nose. Then she kissed her eyelids, one by one. Heather was unbelievable in bed, she decided. She was tireless...
I was driving a semi load of 'Starving Artists' paintings from the Port of Los Angeles to the East Coast for a series of sales to be held up and down the Central and southern Atlantic region. My first delivery would be to Greensboro, North Carolina, then three more cities in North Carolina. Then I'd pick up a load of frozen barbecue in Charlotte, and haul it...
Continuing the saga of Sylvia's conversion to a Lesbian lifestyle, and her subjugation by the exotic Susana, that started under 'Calandria' – for technical reasons now under my new author-designation. Nobody in this story is under 18. My mistress's house felt quiet, with Paloma and Adela no longer in residence, and Lucy, the new Chinese maid, still feelin...
It was a stressful day. My first time travelling for work. It was 10:30pm already and I had just got back to my hotel room after a day at the client followed by a dinner with my workmates. My light blue suit was feeling uncomfortable and tight. I needed some time for myself to bath, watch TV, just unwind and not thinking about work. I placed the laptop on t...
The mall food court is dead by nine. Everyone still at the mall is in a store shopping, or trying to look like they're shopping. The teenagers are biding their time until the security guard asks them to leave. I'm in the food court because I don't have anywhere to be, and I definitely don't have anything to buy. I'm sitting in a booth with my phone out. The...
Once Lucy had left, Karen rinsed out the teacups, left them to dry on the draining board and took herself off upstairs to bed. As she undid her blouse, the lack of bra underneath brought back to her how she had been dressed all day; how she had broken the taboo and got away with it. She unzipped her skirt and let that slip to the floor and stood, stark naked...