Prologue At a five-star luxurious hotel in the heart of downtown Montreal, Henri, the Head Concierge, is making sure that everything is perfect. As he entered the penthouse by opening the elegant 8-foot high stained solid core double doors, he can see Jacques, the Sommelier, putting away dozens of wine and champagne bottles on the wooden wine racks for the...
Vijaya dropped her keys wearily on the counter, and turned the burner on under the stale, left-over coffee. While she waited for the coffee to get hot, she stared blindly out the window. The sound of the coffee boiling roused her from her stupor. She poured a cup of the steaming, dark liquid then lowered herself wearily onto a kitchen chair. Bracing her arms...
[My thanks to estragon for proofreading and editing! -Tricia] Session V: Breakthrough I didn't get any chance to use my vibrator that night. Mostly I spent the evening thanking God that my children and my husband were all completely oblivious. As long as I provided their food and helped with their homework and kept everyone in line, no one noticed that th...
"Devonshire's. Good afternoon." "Oscar, it's Wendy Kendall." "Mrs. Kendall! How nice to hear from you." "Do you have any time for me today?" "I always have time for you, Mrs. Kendall. Let me check the book. How much time were you looking for?" "Oh, shit. I'm running on fumes these days. Two hours?" "Oh, my. Two hours, two hours. Hmm. Anything special,...
Summary: A MILF seduces one of her daughter's friends in the hot tub. Note: This is a Nude Day 2016 Contest Story so please vote. Note 2: Thanks to Robert, goamz86, Dave, Wayne and Tex Beethoven foe editing this short (short for me) story. Teen Turns: Hot Tub Seduction It had been a long day. We had just finished doing a car wash for charity and had spe...
Part one, four and (hopefully) five of this story are to be found in the 'Exhibitionist and Voyeur' section. The whole story was meant to end up there; but these two parts just turned out to have a lot more girl-girl sex than I'd initially envisioned. Hey, sometimes the characters just take over... Anyway, I recommend reading them in order; but if you don't,...
Fanny regarded her teacher with fascination from where she sat at the back of the classroom. Qafira was so very thin. Were they all as thin as her where she came from? Almost all skin and bones. Hardly any fat on the woman at all. She knew that Qafira would get plenty of stick for her thinness. People would wonder whether she'd eaten well. Or whether she was...
This story is a complete fantasy with no underage sex or pain. If you enjoy it I would really appreciate it, if you could vote me 5 stars and tell me which parts are nice and which parts you don't like. It is a direct continuation of Martha and the Vicar's Wife Part 1 and is narrated by Candace. I know I made some name mistakes with the first part and I will...
"Mrs. Long?" I stuck my head into the office, my thick blond hair falling into my eyes. Through the shiny golden haze I saw Mrs. Long, the guidance counselor I'd been assigned to. She was sitting behind a large oak desk, and she looked up at me and beckoned for me to come into the room. "Come in," she said. "How can I help you?" She was a black-haired woma...
[Thank you to all the people who've given comments or votes or written me. I enjoy hearing from you. Thank you also to estragon for copyediting -Tricia] Session VIII: A New Week The Therapy App left me alone on Saturday, which I was partly happy about because I had to deal with the normal family stuff. But it also frustrated me because I was already needi...