Carl was on a late shift, so I was sitting at my kitchen table drinking an early evening glass of wine and deep in thought when Yvonne came breezing in through my back door. 'I've ordered those things we were talking about, Debs.' She said brightly. 'And a couple of other things as well.' 'What things?' I asked vaguely, trying to get my brain into gear....
"Ding," the doorbell rang, and Miranda stopped breathing for a moment. "Ding, ding," the doorbell rang, and she grabbed her glass, knocking it back before realizing it was empty. She grabbed the bottle, and it was empty, too. Getting up from the table, she swayed slightly and went to the kitchen sink, getting a glass from the cupboard and filling it from the...
I knock on the door. Silence. I'm a little impatient because it's cold out here, and raining. I knock on the door again, and finally the door opens. It's a middle aged black woman, possibly in her mid forties. Her skin is a high olive complexion, and her dark eyes match it. Her black hair is in a high bun, and in the middle of her hair it is dyed white. It's...
Dylan "Did you always know you were gay?" Jo's question interrupted my daze. She was lying on her side looking at me, her fingertips tracing up and down my side. Unfortunately, my clothes remained in situ. Between her fingers and her nakedness, it was very hard to focus on her question. "Yes" I replied, taking the opportunity to appreciate the sight of...
Sabrina vowed to never again become seriously involved with another man after her second divorce in ten years. She spent months with heavy depression attempting to find a reason why two different husbands felt the need to cheat on her. She was always faithful, loving, honest, and very attractive. It made no sense to her at all and the more she tried to figur...
I will not name the government agency where much of this story takes place. I left the agency several years ago, but I still have friends there, hence the caution. Names of the people involved have also been changed, of course, but other than that, this is what really happened. I know that it can be foolish to trust memory to accurately relate events from e...
Here you go. The final chapter of Changes. It's a long one. Some parts are detailed and I've hurried through some parts. I may take up side plots of this story as a storyline in what I do next. I don't think I'm ready to let go of Vanessa and Heather yet! Thank you for sticking with this for more than 13 months now! I appreciate all your comments and belie...
All characters depicted in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Chapter 1 "What the hell?" expostulated the burly cop. "Step out of the car, you two." Shit. I had broken one of my cardinal rules, and now I was caught. "Oh shit...oh shit," Maria Lansifer murmured in my ear, her thick, glossy b...
"I see Lauren." "Where?" "To your left. She's sitting at the red sofa with Melanie." "Melanie is friends with Lauren too?!" Wendy was a bit shocked. With one arm draped around Wendy's shoulder, Sarah gave the corner of Wendy's glossy lavender lips a kiss, then whispered into her ear, "Wendy, now is your best chance to seduce Lauren." Wendy looked at the...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Another story line requested by a member. This will be my first entry in the lesbian category, I trust it meets her expectations. ***** As I sat looking up my daughter's dress, I wondered, *is she really that comfortable around her own mother that she exposes herself*, at 18 sh...