"Don't worry, dear, I'll be back before you know it," the man said as he bent to give his young wife a brief kiss on the cheek. "But you promised, Charles," the woman softly replied, her quavering voice doing little to cover the desperation in her eyes as Charles gave a frustrated sigh. He was not fond of having to repeat himself. "Look Meg, it's only a we...
Chapter One (Sunday 13th October 2002) Heather woke with a guilty start, wondering where she was and, more to the point, how on earth she'd fallen asleep. Normally sex revitalized her. Normally there was zero chance of her dozing off before it was time for breakfast. Not that last night had been remotely "normal". She chuckled as memory flooded back. She...
The new owner of the Faro Ranch was unlike anyone that Emily Wilder had ever met in her twenty-two years of life. Her world did not extend far beyond the slat fences of the Faro. Her father had managed the ranch for Mr. Donavon for twenty-six years. When the old man had died, his son had auctioned off the cattle and sold the property. Emily's poppa had worri...
Ann knew she wouldn't catch-up leaning forward, and crouching low over the mares' neck, she whispered into its ear, begging for more speed. "Come on Girl!" she urged, breathing in time to the horses thundering hooves. It was four years since she and Bev had raced like this. Their childish competing, which had often been the cause for them fighting that end...
Vicki lived in a college town in the midwest. She had a beautiful, spacious home on a secluded, wooded lot. At forty-two, she was financially secure, and enjoyed a rather easy, pleasant life. Vicki had always been considered beautiful, with her blonde hair and her generous curves. But with maturity, she had only become more lovely, in the way that an elega...
"Hello, I thought you'd gone." Charlotte sat somewhat awkwardly at the raised table by the large circular pillar, placed her large glass of white wine spritzer down and smiled. "Hello back." Taking a sip from her glass Megan clinked Charlotte's with a 'cheers'. "Who was that you were with when I arrived. Oh yeah, and thanks for letting me think you'd ju...
Let me start by assuring you that I'm neither rash, nor prone to acting without forethought. My name is Emma Thornton, I'm thirty-seven, with two kids in their mid-teens and a career in commercial property brokerage. My old man couldn't cope with the stresses that having a young and growing family inevitably brought, and headed out for easier grazing in newe...
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Sara smiled as the water caressed her skin and the heat massaged her muscles after being bound. She lathered the douche and slowly and carefully caressed her ass cheeks and smiled reminiscing that it had not even been an hour ago that Mistress had been riding her as 'her personal mare' as Leanne had sometime joked. Enjoying the shower, she wondered how Dian...
I watch Alex from the house, or sometimes I watch her from the stables, when she is out at the ring. She is so natural on our Andalusian Little Betty, her black hair pulled into a tight French braid and tied with a white grosgrain ribbon. Alex only braids her hair when she is teaching a lesson. When she rides on the trails by herself she wears her hair loose...