(I must thank not only patricia51 but also a new friend who appears to have a sense of my overwordiness. Enjoy. And please remember this and only the stories on this site are copyright to me.) The messenger service was different than the usual one we use. The bike rider was directed to my cube and stood by with a flat envelope and a clipboard for me to si...
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I was humming along with the song playing on my car radio as I drove north, the beating of the wiper blades providing background rhythm. I laughed out loud as the perfect line to accompany that thought came up in Janis Joplin's "Me and Booby McGee". It made me feel a little more confident. I was driving to visit someone and a curious mixture of anticipation...
The following entertainment is for adults only, and anyone not an adult is hereby warned to go away. * * * * * Lou fell in love in the bottom half of the fourth inning. She was at a party, bored with all the chatter, sitting alone in the kitchen watching night baseball on a small television set. She had no serious liking for baseball; she just wanted to be...
From the first time she walked into my shop I wanted her. I love femmes, particularly older ones. And I have a definite affinity towards nicely dressed, fit, attractive ones. I know, who doesn't? You don't have to be 50, black and butch for that. My name is Serena. I'm a single lesbian living in, well, perhaps that's not important. I own and operate a shop...
"Francesca?!!" "Uh...yes?" The voice was vaguely familiar. But, Francesca couldn't quite place it. She disliked phone calls that started with this guessing game. It made her uncomfortable - someone familiar enough to use her first name, but not quite recognizable. "I'm just calling to see if I'm still the only person who is allowed to call you 'Frannie'?"...
Monday morning, dull day, orders to make, staff rosters to 'juggle', phone incessantly ringing, customer complaints to solve, police to deal with as a result of catching a shoplifter - who'd be a supermarket manager?? I didn't know it, but things were about to get a whole lot better. The rap at my door brought me face to face with the 'security chief', Eddie...
Tonight I feel nostalgic. I have my lover with me, my only real love. I think back to an earlier time all those years ago... Remember my sweet, how easy it was to seduce you on the night before your wedding? I'm sorry for that, for planting that seed of doubt at such a traumatic time. But I wanted to remind you of what you were leaving behind. Anyway, I sho...
Authors Notes: I reserve the right to be listed as the author of this work, wherever it is posted. If found posted anywhere except Literotica.com with this note attached, this story is posted without my permission. This is part one of a two part story. There may be more parts at some point. I'd like to thank zebra2001uk for taking the time to edit this work....
Summary: White teacher submissive is seduced by black dominant parent. Note 1: This is a Holiday 2014 Contest story. Note 2: Thanks to goamz86 and Robert for editing this story. * Jasmine's last parent-teacher interview was scheduled for nine at night, a full hour after the evening was supposed to end. Janet Jones, the mother of Bethany Jones, couldn't m...