I woke to a gentile shaking of my shoulder. I opened my eyes to see Pam sitting on the side of the bed facing me. She smiled when she realized my eyes were open. And said "Good morning my Mistress. You said you didn't want to over sleep today. It's eleven thirty and I have a nice hot cup of coffee ready for you. I sat up and leaned my back against the headb...
Thank you for reading the serial novel, 'Tom & Sue John & Debbie.' If you haven't read Chapters 1-22, please do so before reading this chapter otherwise you'll be missing out on all the details of the story as it was told to me. Mary Ann and Sue continue their drive to the Tri Delt house. Sue has cleaned out her closet and now it's Mary Ann's turn to take...
I would like to once again thank my editor Bechgen, for putting forth the time and energy required to correct this work. It is our hope that through our combined efforts can bring you a story that is for the most part free of errors and enjoyable to read. – Double_entendre. Have you ever wondered if your life was preplanned long before you were ever bor...
The football is real; the fantasy ought to be. The description of the football game in this story is based on the details as they actually happened in the season opener. I wrote the beginning of the story (chapter one) and created the "fantasy football" rules (chapter two) before the game began, then let the two teams on the field create the story. When the...
This story is about loving wives who love and are loved. It is neither a BTB story nor a cuckold humiliation story. If you are only interested in one of those please don't waste your time reading this one. * * * * * Authors Note: The bulk of this story is set in the 1980s back when my real life wife and I were young enough to have carried out fantasies lik...
I followed the instructions as they were spoken through the GPS. A left here. A right there. Farin was angry with me. Angrier than I had ever seen her. I knew why, but, at the same time, I didn't really feel particularly guilty about it. I was going to Jill's house. I was actually happy about that. I liked Jill and I loved her house. At length, around a...
Author's note: Well, dear reader, you've come to the final part of this story. I'm grateful you've taken the time to come this far, and I hope you've enjoyed the journey. This story has been a big puzzle, threading the needle through all kinds of tight spots and delicate situations. Still, I hope I've managed to pen down a gripping and convincing story....
CHAPTER 1 In his plush office at Forester's Counseling Unlimited, Dr. Lloyd Forester sits at his desk finishing up a chart on a patient. He pauses and he stares at his tape recorder. With a sigh he shakes his head and clicks rewind. He pulls his note pad out and sharpens his pencil. At the top of the pad he writes: CASE # 1458 Subject: Otis Malone He pus...
INTRODUCTION There are salesmen and then there are SALESMEN. Having been one, and a successful one at that, I have observed how other successful salesmen operate. "Success breed success," they say, but I believe that some are meant to be salesmen. They are born ready and don't have to be taught. To them it just comes naturally. Let me make a distinction he...
Kevin Adams walked out of his crummy apartment and made his way down the street where he laid up against a tall, rusted, wooden fence crossing his arms and his legs. He took a nice hot shower to wake him up and he dipped some cologne on both his wrist and neck. He did a few push-ups and sit-ups naked before he put on his denim colored t-shirt. Some white spe...