This is a sequel to my earlier story, "Party Time". While it can stand on its own, the reader will get some background and perspective by reading that story before this one. * * * * * I was in the library on a Sunday afternoon when I saw her. Or heard her, really. "Milene? Hey, Milene!" I turned at the sound of my name, startled out of deep thought as...
Copyright 2012, 2020 Lisa Summers My husband Ted and I decided that after five years of marriage, we needed to splurge on ourselves and take a two week vacation to Barbados - and my twenty-ninth birthday would give us the perfect excuse. We both work in fairly high paying, high stress jobs, so treating ourselves took little additional thought - we hadn't ta...
Getting Hev into bed was lots easier than getting her out of the Suburban Bar. Not that she really put up much of a fight which, given the size and athletic shape of her, was probably just as well. I later learned she has martial arts qualifications to rival Jade Jones', so scrap that "probably!" (Jade's won almost as many fighting world-class medals as Us...
Is this what you call "existing?" I've spent the past few minutes looking at myself in the dark mirror of my computer monitor. My brown hair is perfect, bangs set just right. My clothing is impeccable, not a wrinkle in my efficient grey blazer or my pressed white shirt. My makeup is clean, lip-gloss still sparkling, even at the end of the day (touched up i...
The last song was finished and the crowd at the venue was cheering around her. Bee held up her guitar high above her head and leaned into the mic, "Thank you so much for having us Austin, good night!" The crowd roared back in response and Bee gave a few waves before stumbling away from the stage with her band. It had been night after night after night on t...
DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction, loosely based on one of my own personal fantasies. I have, in fact, never been to a club and never met an "exotic dancer", so the depictions here may be completely off base (I'm sure someone will let me know). Any factual knowledge was derived from a couple documentary reports I have seen about stripping, or the book "S...
It was early that Saturday morning when I awoke to the dreadfully loud ringing of the phone, on the other end I heard the overly excited and chipper voice of my best friend Lisa. "Good morning sleepy head" she said, "I'm on my way over to your house to drag your ass outta bed." Oh great I thought, looking at the clock through half-closed eyes "only 8:35"....
Maneuvering through traffic after what had to be the longest day of her year, Linda was at last on her way home. The thirty seven year old brunette headed up the accounting department of a multi-national manufacturing firm and this was the dreaded fiscal year end. Linda enjoyed her job most of the time; however, the frantic pace of this week was enough to ge...
**************************** I wanted to end the strip dare game this chapter, and move on to other stories in Amy's pledge experience, or to write from some of the other girls' perspectives, but this story took longer than expected, so I'll wait to conclude it in the next chapter. Characters in this story (as described in Part 1): Amy - main character...
SETTLING IN Zoe has moved into Heidi's house and the two women are still getting to know each other but things are changing as Zoe begins to take more of an assertive role. Heidi finds herself beginning to adjust to the other woman in subtle ways but soon she is faced with the possibility of a life-changing event. Can she muster enough courage to take that...