"Thanks so much, Professor." The small of stature, yet delightfully curved, blond smiled a very shy and sexy smile at him as he brushed off his hands. "No big deal, it was just a jump." He went on to explain that she needed to get her car checked out as he put his cables away. When he straightened back up she impulsively hugged him, pressing her body tight...
Note: This is story is an extension of Shiprat's story Indian Social Worker and The Bully. Shiprat left his story open ended. The part which disturbed me most was plight of Shikha. I think Shikha indeed behaved like a wayward person but she was manipulated to do so and I firmly believe she deserves a second chance for redemption. I request everybody initia...
This story is dedicated to Vincent. Someone special who opened my eyes. Thank you. She never though she would ever do it, or in fact, ever enjoy it so much. This is how it all began: With Tanya being in a strictly vanilla marriage, it was no wonder she began looking for more. She had always enjoyed being submissive, and wanted to explore more. Unfortunatel...
"Retrieve" In the last half-hour, Allie does an occasional glance at the manager's office door when not distracted by the strippers on the stage or the strippers who just happen to casually walk past her and Hector's table. Her focus switches back to the office when she spots a black man in a mostly red but gaudy multi-colored hoodie walk out thought the d...
Sensual teasing is an art more than anything else. Some people are turned on by teasing and others, not so much. As is often the case, it is a matter of taste. My husband enjoys teasing, but he's not so much into humiliation. There is a vast difference between teasing and humiliation, especially in intent. My husband, for example, teases me about having "s...
Harry Forster Chapin (December 7, 1942 – July 16, 1981) was an American singer-songwriter best known for his folk rock songs including "Taxi", "W*O*L*D", and the No. 1 hit "Cat's in the Cradle". His creations, at one point dubbed 'story songs', were inspired by events either in his own life or by stories he was told while on the road. This story is a conve...
Jennifer had had a rough day. The children had cried all morning, taking turns it seemed so that she did not have a single moment of peace and quiet. The washing machine had overflowed, soaking the kitchen floor and ruining a couple of bags of flour, sugar and rice that were stored at the bottom of the cupboard. The package that she had been awaiting for day...
This is a re-post of a 2009 story that has been re-edited and lengthened. There is no sex in this story. Linda and I had been married for twenty-three years. We raised two daughters and I thought that we had a good marriage, but what did I know. I tried everything I could to be a good husband. I was attentive. I was not rude or overbearing. I didn't ignor...
As Always: Thanks to "Alpineskier" for editing. Thanks to "Doc" for story ideas. Bradley's story: Have you ever had your heart broken into a million pieces? No, let me correct that. Have you ever had your soul ripped from your body and watch it evaporate as the wind blows by? That is me at this very moment. My problem is I brought a knife to a gun fight....
Lisa couldn't get him out of her mind. While she reluctantly went to bed in the same house as her abusive husband for the last four years, Tim was the man of her dreams -- and fantasies. She thought she was in love with Charles when she married him, but before long she realized it was a way to try to avoid not being able to wake up next to Tim every mornin...