With a deliberate casualness I opened the envelope and pulled out half a dozen sheets of paper. They were photographs, printed off a digital camera or cell phone, taken in what appeared to be a massage room in a gym. There, in all his arrogant glory was Devin Tinian, sweaty and smug and smiling into the camera, as he took his latest conquest from behind. B...
Dani had placed the large bowl of tortilla chips in the middle of the table and stepped back to admire the effect. The bowls of pretzels, chips and various dips were artfully arranged to his eyes, but Dani knew he was wasting his time. Between the NBA game on Keyshawn's huge TV and what Dani was wearing, the soon-to-arrive guests wouldn't care too much about...
My stories are in chronological order. I encourage you to follow along and read these stories in this order as a prelude to this one: I Hire Monica The Maid Monica's First Day as My Maid Monica the Maid's Three Hole Day I Partner with Linda, A Salon Owner I Massage Monica the Maid Hot and Sexy Business Opportunities I Become a Therapeutic Instructor...
Dedicated to my friend Eric R. Todd was the happiest man on the block. Maybe the happiest in the entire development, or for that matter how about the state? That was certainly possible. He looked over at Claire, asleep in the watery moonlight. A full moon hung near the horizon, its lower limb just grazing the top of the slat fence surrounding her back yard...
WARNING: Don't read this story if easily offended by niceness. The desire to create, to be given the opportunity to use any such talent for reward and to experience the joy of witnessing the end results rested deep within Freddie Redding, a media studies graduate from a third-rate college. However, because of his lowly degree plus lack of experience invar...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
(Author's note: JENNY AND THE STORM was written from Uncle Jay's point of view. This is Jenn's.) *** "The three biggest lies: I gave at the office, the checks in the mail...and size doesn't matter. You can trust me that last one's not true." The girls dissolve into laughter as Chelsea holds her hands apart, showing an apparent length of about a foot and a...
Dear Reader: This story is a sexual fantasy and is strictly a work of fictional and is intended as ADULT entertainment, but we all know that some of our neighbors and acquaintances are acting out these scenes in their real life every day. The author does not necessarily condone or endorse any of the activities described herein and therefore encourages the r...
Author's note: This is a continuation of my earlier work 'Erica travels to Africa' you may enjoy reading it as well. ***** Erica and Collin were driven to their lovely apartment in the capital of Botswana by Mark, Collin's fellow employee at the huge diamond mine. They could see a part of the enterprise off in the distance. They were both turned on sexuall...
Authors Foreword. This story could be another story about 'the people next door.' I have throttled back on the big words, and the sex going on does not increase the reader's heart rate. I am getting some good feedback via private. Thank you. ***** Barbara Gaston, a financial analyst for one of the nation's medium sized investment and retirement planning f...