I stood there quietly waiting for him to appear. The stares from the passing airport guests were easy to feel and I did my best to ignore them. It was hard. I admit that; it still is hard to recall the lewd looks and the disgusted glares that washed over me from people I didn't know. Funny, how a person wishes to be liked by even those they will probably nev...
There are times when you take my breath away. This was one of them. I had been wondering about what lay in store as I'd showered and dressed. Pop out for a meal. What exactly had that meant? Were you thinking of some quiet little place, maybe romantic, out of the way somewhere? Or were you planning somewhere more central, where we could be seen by anyone yo...
My husband and I had talked many times about becoming involved in what was ostensibly a swapping party and long had I resisted. Don't misunderstand me, I am no prude and it's many a woman's fancy to be taken by two men at the same time. It was just a matter of summoning up the courage to go for it, and although a little apprehensive, I was nevertheless excit...
Author's note: This chapter is full of plot development (a little reward for those of you who have been patiently waiting), and hopefully you find it as entertaining to read as it was for me to write. * "I want you to pack your things tonight, Gerard. It is time for us to go home." Mrs. St. Claire was standing in the doorway of Gerard's room, looking som...
Thanks RexBrookdale for editing my story! :) * He slowly lifted her hips just high enough to grab the bottom hem of her dress and lift it up and off of her. He then carefully draped it over a chair by a bookshelf, before proceeding to step back over quickly, and hungrily kiss her. This time, his hands roamed all over her. He loved the feel of her soft, cu...
Warning: This story is largely incest-orientated. If this genre is offensive to you, I strongly recommend that you do not continue any further. Please ensure that you have read the previous chapters of Caribbean Cruise before beginning this story, as this is a continuation of those postings. Thank-you, and I hope you enjoy! TheCaptain * It was Day 4 of th...
Scotland: 1557 Colin slept little. When he woke, he found that Margarete had moved away from him and turned over. He saw by the single candle left burning that her eyes were open, she was watching him. They lay for some time facing one another. Like him, she was thinking that the consummation of their marriage must come soon, but the news of her brother's c...
* * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (40 min/mp3) * * * * * Scotland: 1557 Colin slept little. When he woke, he found that Margarete had moved away from him and turned over. He saw by the single candle left burning that her eyes were open, she was watching him. They lay for some time facing one another. Like him, she was thinking t...
Eva looked out her bedroom window. She had heard the gate to her driveway being opened. It was Jim, the son of her best friends Alice and Mike, arriving to mow her lawn. Eva was a fifty five year old widow, living alone on the outskirts of a small college town. Her husband Eddy had passed away three years previous. Eva was only now beginning to pick up her...
His coffee was getting cold. Jon stared down at it as if it had wounded him. Through the brownish liquid he could see his reflection, his eyes distant and narrow. The coffee would do him some good seeing as he hadn't slept for a good two nights. Caden was on his mind. Everywhere he looked he would see her. Everything he did reminded him of her. Even the coff...