Part of life's learning comes from observing others, sometimes they don't know you're watching ... that's voyeurism! Here's my story of watching and being watched. It's another long one and I hope you enjoy it. I write these stories for my pleasure and hope you can enjoy them with the odd spelling or grammatical error. I would appreciate critique and comment...
Hunter Working night receptionist at the entryway of a ritzy building of apartments and penthouse suites was a dream job for a college student like me. It was stupidly unfair how easy it made my life because there were, like, two basic rules for the rich people who lived there and they all followed them to a t. After my shift started, no one got in without...
Chapter 1 The cold front covering New England was so intense that the conditions outside Karen Lincoln's nineteen-twenties farmhouse were Siberian-like and according to the local radio station's weather forecast, it was unlikely to get any warmer over the next five days. It had snowed heavily for three days, leaving a blanket of snow three feet deep and iso...
Important; The Sub-Chapters IVa and IVb posted earlier are now merged with the parent Ch. IV. with Ch. 3c, which was posted earlier. The story is based on some true incidences ;nothing has been added or concealed unnecessarily. ----------------------------------- I had a clear view of greenhouse through the window and the split I had made in the synthe...
This story is the first of my Literotica version of the "Naked in School" series, started originally by Karen Wagner, who so graciously has given permission for others to use the theme and components in their own version of this series. I thank her so much for such an inspirational creation! Hopefully, readers familiar with this series will find my version t...
This is the story of a young man and the journey he undertakes in order to help his dying uncle fulfill his bucket list. Prologue It was a cloudy, cool, and windy morning. John and MaryAnn stood grieving, as the coffin of Joe Taylor was lowered into the ground. John was going to miss his demanding, strong willed, adventurous and loveable Uncle. For more t...
Perhaps a few opening remarks. This is another one of those ideas that have been sort of roasting in the oven for a long time. If you decide to read it you'll see it is definitely a 'loving wives' story. I hope you enjoy it, and please feel free to leave a remark or two when you've finished. Your comments are always welcome. * Part One: Suspicion, Dis...
Part 1 "What are you smoking?" River asked his girlfriend Mindy. "Is that marijuana? You can't smoke that! We're in school!" Mindy was indeed lighting up a small joint, even though they were right by their lockers in their high school's hallway. Class had actually let out about an hour ago, but the place was still busy with teachers, athletes, and other ki...
Thanks to Ada Stuart for taking time from her busy life to provide some very helpful constructive criticism. I don't believe this would have been as readable without her contribution. I'd joined Adelaide & Tash as a junior partner in the audit department. It pissed off some of the more senior associates and made a few enemies for me. But I came through the...
***** I think it must have been some kind of temporary insanity. What other way is there to explain where I found myself that day? Driving in my car, naked from the waist down, not knowing exactly what was going to happen when I reached the address that was written on the paper lying on the seat between my bare legs. One thing I was sure about—the arousal...