Before reading this it's strongly recommended that you read Chapters 1 to 5 together with my other submission Those Fucking Years and Hubby Watched. So now, a divorced woman of 37 with a teenage daughter. A rather embittered person about relationships. One that finds making any emotional commitment exceedingly difficult, if not impossible and one that has,...
I entered the boardroom just as the people were on their way out. Beverly Stryker, the head of the magazine, stood at the head of the table from where she had just conducted the meeting. Dressed in a gray pants suit with white blouse and black pumps, She looked every bit the professional woman. She wore her blond hair in a bun, dangling jade earrings, red l...
Laura drew the next card from the stack on the table. "Kiss", she called out. For the love of sanity, how ironic was that - she'd just dumped her boyfriend of 14 months three weeks ago, and now in this stupid game that her friends insisted she play, which she'd always refused on previous occasions, she either had to kiss somebody else at the table, or forf...
In all fairness, you couldn't really say that one of the girls was more aggressive than the other, no, you couldn't. The walk to Jules' bedroom was, in reality, only about fifty feet or so but to both CJ and Jules, it felt more like ten miles, it felt like that the end of the journey would never arrive. But, it surely did. Jules had turned to close her bed...
They had wrapped up another Sunday night affair and were sitting around the table chatting when Maria brought up plans for the coming weekend. Gloria turned to Andrea and asked if she had any plans. "My husband and son are going camping with a friend and his son so I'm going to be alone from Wednesday through Sunday. I plan on doing nothing." That gave ever...
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Janet wished she could go back in time, just a few years, and change some of her decisions. As she slowly kissed Yvette, a fellow dancer at Dazzlers, she wished she'd not felt like this was her only outlet for love. Not that Yvette was a bad experience. They really cared about one-another. But their affair was only between dances. And then Janet would have...
People who know me will know that I'm a regular customer of that so-called famous waxing salon in town. Every month I will go there for my Brazilian waxing. I'm well known for being a bitch if I don't get service that is up to my standard. It's the time of the month to get my regular wax; I arrived at the salon 10 minutes before my appointment. The moment I...
Please email me your comments or suggestions as they are always appreciated. Please be assured that this story is a fantasy and does not refer to any specific location or place. I do not agree with many hazing practices and this particular story is merely one for the reader to enjoy, keeping in mind it is erotic literature. * Leanne was the coach of the Pa...
I had moved to the cottage a few days before after the disastrous breakdown of my last relationship. Tina had been my great love and when she left me I was devastated. I left the flat we had shared for nearly three years and moved to a small village in the West Country where I could lick emotional wounds and re-awaken my love of walking in the country. I had...