She didn't have a lot of time. Fight with the bouncer at the Coronado Grill had given her a red welt under the left eye and delayed her for fifteen precious minutes. Marci would be home soon. In her mind Gwen could see her. Marci wearing her little business suit, tapping her fingers on the side of the car like she always did waiting for the traffic to open u...
Hello there! I hope this finds you enjoying yourself and relaxing... I hope you like it... I call you up in the middle of the day. And ask if you want to go to dinner with me tonight. Can you get him to take care of the kids tonight? I would like to take you out to a special place tonight. You said you will try to and would let me know. I get a call a coupl...
Copyright 2007 Please, DO NOT read if you are under 18 years old. I welcome any and all constructive feedback and I really appreciate everyone that takes the time to read, comment and vote. Thanks to Penny for suggesting this story. I hope you like it. * My girlfriend from work, Linda, had just told me about a great new lingerie boutique up on State Stree...
At a high school in a small town, the Grade 12 students were getting ready for the upcoming prom night and for the following day's graduation ceremony at the local church. For some students, the high school years were the best time of their lives. On the other hand, for others, they just can't wait to get into the work force out of town never to return, or g...
To say we were subdued was an understatement. Pixie, Oli and I were, for us, unusually quiet as the late night Eurostar sped towards Paris. I can't speak for the other two, but I, Aussie Annie, joker and life and soul of the party, was verging on being overwhelmed by what I had just put my hand up for. Like Frodo with the ring or Harry with Voldemort, I had...
Chapter 01: Meeting Vanessa If you've read "From Jeannie to Vanessa," you already know me, Nicole, and my then-boyfriend, Siller. If you haven't, read it! I'm not going to re-tell her story. I wanted to set the record straight, though, because Vanessa was protecting my privacy, and Siller's, when she wrote about her D/s relationship with Jack. Now that we'r...
After their memorable and unforgettable party at the luxurious Five-Star hotel in Montreal, Anne P. and her lover Carole returned to their apartment in their small city near the ocean. It was back to the routine of every day life once again and with their lesbian relationship. Both women were very open minded to anything. They did things and decided everythi...
In the weeks following Jennifer's move, there were periods of adjustment to compensate for changes in schedules, therapy appointments, school and work. The days were the worst for me. Jennifer and Mom would be at work, and I'd start dinner about four so it would be ready when they got home. A quick meal and Jennifer and I would have to leave for school. Whe...
We sat on the sofa. I sat at one end, as Terri lounged at the other, one foot on the floor and the other tucked under her knee. I wanted to touch her so badly I ached. Instead, I reached out and took the tucked foot and put it on my lap. Rubbing her ankle, I got gutsy and took her shoe off. I could feel the stress and tension in her foot as I began massaging...
I come home and put down my keys and bag, and someone puts a knife to my throat. "Don't move," she says. "I won't," I whisper. My hands start shaking. My knees do too. "Walk forwards," she says. "Walk over to the table." "Okay," I say, and do, carefully. I'm careful because of the knife. "Take off your trousers," she says. "And lie down." I'm in work...