Jackie waits at the bus stop for the next bus. She's going to be late for work again because it was the earlier bus that she needed to catch in order to be on time. She has just dropped her infant son off at her mother's house after another attempt at breast feeding him. She loves it so much when he suckles on her but she isn't producing enough milk for him...
Chapter 2: The not so Reluctant Lesbian The rain relentlessly pounds on Sheila's bedroom window in a soothing beat that gently wakes Jackie from her deep slumbers. She uncoils from the fetal position she was rolled up in feeling completely sated and contented from head to toe to the very depths of her soul. For the first time in weeks there is no ache what...
This fetish short story is written with the intent being to titillate/arouse, amuse, and entertain. It does not presume any moralistic, societal, or sexual judgments, nor does it propose any such standards for the reader. If you are open-minded, and seek titillation/arousal, amusement or entertainment, and an easily followed story flow, you are the target au...
Doris wakes from a bad dream and finds herself in a hospital bed. Her head is pounding but that is nothing compared to the pain in her legs that hang off of pulleys, spread eagled in the air. "Ohhhh," she groans as she tries to remember what happened. She and her boyfriend went to the ski resort to celebrate their 1 year anniversary. Doris was practically b...
I would like to thank Kimberley for her apt editing and making it presentable. Enjoy and if you like, please vote and let me know. ***** ANITA "Wow, you've more admirers today!" Auntie Uma chuckled. Completing the usual three rounds of running along the grass track of a local park, huffing and puffing, I stopped in front of the bench where she was seat...
"I made...something..." "You made...something...?" The sight of Melanie with a spatula made Jocelyn cringe. With Melly in the kitchen, it was a wonder the fire alarm wasn't blaring. "What kind of something did you make?" Jocelyn asked, with palpable trepidation. "I don't know exactly." Melanie turned her back on Jocelyn as she hovered over the glass po...
Marion, Shannon and I first met at a 'spouses-only' function in Pebble Beach about six years ago. We were all wives of executives at the Zo-Dickson company meeting. As is usual for such meetings, while our husbands did whatever they do at these things, wives were sort of left at loose ends, though a few social events (read, 'museum visits and shopping'} had...
Genevieve Smith finished her TA duties by handing back graded papers to the physiology students as they left class. It was 4:43 pm on Friday and she was excited to head back to her dorm for much needed rest and relaxation. That was, until she saw the Department Chairman come in and inform her Professor of a last minute crisis. Genevieve did her best to eave...
About an hour later, Melanie awoke to a quiet knocking at her door. "Mel? Are you awake yet? Come on, open the door." It was her young sister Kayla. Melanie sat up and let out an involuntary moan as vertigo washed over her. She pressed a hand to her forehead and held it there as she walked, mostly nude save for her semi-dried panties, over to open the door....
"Your extra towels, Ms. Miller," she said, laying them neatly on the table near the pool. It was Kathleen's third day on the job. She was a maid for the upper class, and at the age of 36, her resume was already impressive. It included service for the financial elite, celebrities, and even a brief stint in the White House. Now here she was, working proudly...