Following the phone conversation with Diane, Alice went to her wardrobe and extracted a black dress she had not worn for some time. She tried it on and decided that it needed to be a snugger fit if it was to suit her new found exhibitionist streak. The dress was actually, quite demure, a full bodice up to a short 'v' neck and a straight skirt to her knees. T...
To mark the (slightly over) one year of me submitting stories to this site, I thought I would do a Halloween special. The origins of this story began with a play on the High Plains Drifter / Pale Rider westerns, but as I began to write it up, I had a slightly better idea. So I stirred in a little sprinkle of Folk Lore and a song I was listening to on the rad...
The room is getting darker. Out of the window I can see wooded hills on the eastern horizon, catching the last orange tinge of daylight, as the sun sets behind us. On the table by the bed there is a candle and a tinderbox. I strike a spark with some difficulty, as if the air is damp, and nurture a little fire to light the candle. The illumination it gives is...
It was a warm sunny day. In fact, the weather had been wonderful for several days. The sun poured through the slats of the Venetian blinds across the polished teak desk in Joanne's outer office, where she was sitting reading the screen of her computer. The sales office was quiet. It was lunch-time and most of the staff were out, or closeted in their office w...
This is my first submission. In this first part there is not really any sex, so please bear with me. It is definitely coming in the next installment. Any comments will be certainly appreciated. Riki Carlisle had been thinking about it for a couple of years, and she had finally decided to do it. It had been more and more on her mind over the past five mont...
Judy looked at her assistant Stephanie's quarterly marketing report. "The girls' got talent." She thought to herself. She sighed and looked out the window at the traffic below. Stephanie had been her assistant for the last year and a half. Her career at Dunphy & McCoy was about to take a big step forward. Judy recommended her for the vacant position of mar...
I didn’t pay any more attention to the new people moving into the empty apartment than I usually did. I was the accountant, I didn’t much care who the people were, I only cared that they paid their rent. So when the girl came to the office asking for a key, I had no idea who she was. “My mom’s supposed to be home,” she told me, “But sometimes she forgets. S...
Author's Note: Wow, I'm so humbled and flattered by the comments I've received, both public and private. This series is so very dear to me and sometimes, I have to let it breathe for a bit before I wrangle it for y'all. Well, thank you all very much for your patience. Without further ado, the Wound in Time series continues with this installment. I know it's...
Chapter 1 Under normal circumstances the palatial frontage of the Hotel de Crillon would have been intimidating enough but I now looked at it with added trepidation. I took a deeper breath and tried to relax my stride not helped by my new stilettos. I smiled to myself as I imagined the reaction my expenses chit would elicit. The shoes were plain black wit...
Melissa said the picnic was at the home of Vicki Shaw and her sub Dani. The drive would take about 30 minutes. The names sounded familiar and I thought I had met them at Lisa's Hideaway, but was not positive. They lived on a small ranch outside of town. The house was obviously old, but well maintained. In addition to the house, a barn sat to the left and bac...