As always in our daily routine, we get online in the morning, we chat together we wonder what each other is wearing, we tell each other that we miss each other and love each other, but I have another plan already in store. I go into my usual routine of telling you how grateful I am to have you as my friend and dream lover and that I would love nothing bette...
Dear Readers, I definitely suggest reading the other installments before this or I'll look like a crazy person ;) Hope you all enjoy, and please send feedback/comments/constructive criticism, adds more fuel to writing the story and I enjoy it! And thanks to my speedy editor Azure_skies! ****** From Irri's Eyes: Bee knew better than to try and talk to me...
Sally looked around the crowded room and heaved a sigh of contentment. The fifty-odd year old brunette had been attending a three day seminar for small business owners and investors. The conference was set in an upscale hotel overlooking the beach. Sally had run a workshop on 401K and personal investment plans. She had picked up several new accounts for the...
To my fans: This chapter is not about sex, it is a chapter about the pain of separation. It is a chapter about surviving that separation, and it is a chapter about the joy of life changing events. It is necessary to set up the sex in chapter seven. Separation: 4:12 a.m. I'd been watching those numbers change since I woke at 2:00, unable to stop thinking a...
(This takes place shortly after my story "Clothes Shopping". Once again, butches are as unique as any other woman and have their own fantasies and ideas about fun. And those can change over time.) * I was tempted to hum "Back in the Saddle Again". That really wouldn't have been classy, even though the charming young woman bent over my workbench couldn't ha...
O barely makes it through the door before she passes out on my ottoman. I take her shoes off and cover with a blanket that she almost immediately kicks off. In my room, I sit down on my bed and take out her card again. The temptation to text her right now is overwhelming, but I'm assuming this works the same way as with guys. Gotta play it cool. I strip do...
"Chinngg-Chinnngg", came the sound of the bell as Pam walked through the door. Her eyes went instantly to the tattoo samples on the wall of the shop. Pam hadn't even noticed the store before, mostly because it still had the name of the hardware store that had closed six years ago over the top of the building. Jane, a friend from the tennis club had told Pam...
The best fuck I've ever had? That's got to be Ava. Every time I close my eyes I can feel her fingertips expertly moving across my skin, her voice a soft and sultry whisper in my ear. God, she was beautiful. Even her name was sexy... Ava. Ava with her shoulder length chestnut hair, curling inwards at her shoulders. Standing at 5'7, she was slim yet pearshape...
Note: These characters are fictional. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. ***** It was a cool morning in Montreal when Stephanie Moureaux ran out on to the practice pitch. Her form was lithe and agile with lightly tanned skin. It was covered by the distinctive French football uniform, navy blue shorts an...
"Stop that, right now!" A woman's loud voice filled the alleyway and drowned out the sound of the girl's struggle. The man holding her stopped in his tracks and looked round. Jasmine was not a large woman, nor was she particularly young, but she had a presence that could not be ignored. She was also carrying a weighty looking walking stick. She had no need...