The hotel room was nice, but subdued. Muted grey and beige furnishings, clean, elegant swirling patterns on the accent pillows and bed runner. It was not unlike any number of airport hotel rooms I'd been in. I opened the drapes a little, keeping the sheers drawn; I liked how the mid-afternoon light was playing across the floor. The carpeting had a luxurious...
Claudia Thompson had by choice become something of a loner. From her early years as a top fashion model, through her married years as a well known socialite until her husband Richard had died some 7 years earlier she had never been free to pursue her hobby of painting. She was also very rich; she had inherited a very large number of stocks, bonds and shares...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is dedicated to Pam and John, two dear friends whose fantasy inspired me. This is my gift to them. * Kissing his sleeping wife tenderly on her neck, John grabbed his suitcase and quietly left the bedroom. It was 4:30AM on Friday morning. He hated these weekend business trips, but if he wanted to keep his business successful, they...
Note: I decided to branch out in my writings. There will be more for my Fire in the Hole series, but I am also going to write about true experiences I've had. All my stories are based on actual happenings. Hope you like. Jane moaned softly into her pillow as the pulsing of her clit became an insistent throb. Still half-asleep, her hand slid between her bod...
Chapter 2: Learning from Nora Christie lay beneath her husband. Above her, Tony, her husband was doing his best to satisfy her. But Christie's mind was not on the valiant effort her husband was making. Instead, she was remembering the fucking she had received earlier in the day. Her pussy began to pulse; as her mind remembered Tom’s hard throbbing dick as i...
Annabelle's cotton sheets have ducks on them. They're not made of as nice of a material as the satin I'm laying on now, but the ducks are so cute and so her. I can imagine Annabelle's face when she'd determined that I stood her up on New Year's Eve. I feel so horrible and so cold. We met three weeks ago. Annabelle kept glancing over at me in the coffee hous...
Sitting there at the computer Cassie waits. She knows her time alone is dwindling. Smiling to herself she types out her story. Letting the words take her over. Letting her mind drift off and meet her imagination. She laughs softly and shifts restlessly in her chair. Her fingers flying as the story pours out of her. Her body picks up the urgency of her finger...
I watched as the lonely Beamer quietly rolled off to town. Damn! I had this night planned down to a T: 1. Hire Cheryl my faithful sitter for the night. 2. Go to a nice dinner. 3. Make a meal out of the apt but clueless Michael Lipton. Goddamn it I'm horny tonight. Why in the hell did he have to work this night! It's late for Christ's sake. I'm an attract...
This should be read by those over 18 only, and those who are not offended by heated sexual activity between two women. And I mean heated... It started very simply. Monica had never been asked on a date by a woman before, let alone one as beautiful as Jennifer. They had worked in the same firm for quite some time. Monica had noticed Jennifer from time to ti...
"No thank you." Wanda Catron's voice shook. She had been offered a position with the Delta Beta Nu sorority. She had been working for eight days to get into the group. Now, with acceptance into the sorority being offered, the 19-year-old was turning it down. "May I ask why?" said the DBN sister, the one in charge of Initiations. "You chose the last task t...