Becky could hardly believe what was happening around her. She was standing in the courtyard, surrounded by hundreds of kids. I say kids because you see Becky was at least 10 years older then almost all of them. She felt like an old woman. Was she doing the right thing? Would she fit in? Is this really what she wanted? She pulled a neatly folded paper out of...
Pete and I had been in our new home in Florida for over a month and we had completely 'christened' every room by fucking in each one at least once, the last being the pool. We had learned to be careful on those days when the housekeeper or the pool cleaner came in each week. The housekeeper was an elderly, to us, woman, working for a cleaning service that ha...
Danni had just come out of an almost loveless marriage and needed to have some fun; she decided to jet off to the sunnier climate of Ibiza with her friend Lorna for some sun, sea, sand and whatever else took her fancy; she hadn't seen Lorna for months well ever since she began divorce proceedings against her womanising brute of a husband; Danni booked and pa...
Hey, there. My name is Catherine Burning and I'm a five-foot-nine, red-haired and green-eyed Irishwoman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm a real estate agent by day and a BDSM fanatic and interracial domination enthusiast by night. I live in my mansion with my assorted slaves, a group of women whose only ambition in life is to serve me. Sexu...
"What do you think?" I asked Maria, pirouetting on my toes in front of the full-length mirror in her bedroom. "Its nice, but I still prefer the Versace," she answered, lounging on her bed. We had been trying on clothes all afternoon, raiding her mother's and elder sister's wardrobes. "Would Theresa let me borrow it, do you think?" "Maybe...depends on wh...
Author's Note: If this is your first time reading this story, I would recommend you to read the chapters before this. Enjoy and please leave some feedback if you wish... Please do not copy without my permission. XOXO, Maela When I woke up Saturday morning, the first thing I saw was Maria's sleeping face. She looked so peaceful that I decided to use the...
"I can't believe we're actually going on a cruise! I've wanted to do this for years." Margaret announced with giddiness. Ben, her fiancée rolled his eyes as they waited in line to board. "I'll be right back. I can't stop looking at the ship." She rushed over to the window and stared in awe at the massive vessel that would be their home for the next week. She...
All characters depicted in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Chapter 1 "What the hell?" expostulated the burly cop. "Step out of the car, you two." Shit. I had broken one of my cardinal rules, and now I was caught. "Oh shit...oh shit," Maria Lansifer murmured in my ear, her thick, glossy b...
It's not like Andrea had never had a job like this before. She was a waitress during high school, in her early marriage before Mike Jr. was born and then a bit after he was in his teens. The fact that this was more of a function venue than a restaurant was new to her but she knew she could handle it. Plus, they needed the money and there wasn't much to do a...
Cynthia Anderson looked down at the body of her best friend and lover, Anne Banner. Anne lay in a plain, white hospital bed with her eyes closed. Her right arm held an intravenous feed of glucose and an automatic blood pressure machine. An oximeter was on her middle finger, and the wire ran to a large machine that automatically displayed the oxygen content i...