After Peter had publicly announced his home staff that his wife Leena was a submissive and that the Indian girl most of them had enjoyed so often was their mistress wearing just a skin pigment, the atmosphere had dramatically changed. The previous austere formality had vanished. Leena was now considered basically as just another staff member, a maid especial...
Almost a year ago angiequesophie assisted with the editing of this little story. My thanks for the assistance! Rowan and William Muse The sun was about to slide, without fanfare or ceremony, to the far side of the Rocky Mountains. The Flat Irons were cast in shadow that made the monolithic black rock appear wet and slick. The few rock climbers that were sc...
It was Friday, the day before Christmas Eve, and I had only just gotten the mistletoe that afternoon. I had gotten a great deal more than we needed, and as I arranged and glued a bunch of mistletoe to a sprig of holly, a couple of cranberries, three jingle bells and a few tiny gold ornaments and tied it all together with a red velvety ribbon for our entryway...
I inherited a lake house from my grandparents after they passed away. It was on a large private lake with houses scattered about its perimeter. The roads to the homes are all unpaved. At first glance, it appeared rustic, but the majority of the homes were all very contemporary with all the luxuries one would expect in a modern vacation home. Most of the hom...
i had only just moved into my small apartment. It had one bedroom a small kitchenette, a combined living room and dinette, and a tiny bath. i had little furniture, one raggedy pale blue recliner, that i tossed an afghan over it, to dress it up a bit. There were no tables, no blinds on the windows, or curtains up. To say the least the apartment was bare, but...
Rain had been threatening all day. Overhead huge dark clouds,played tag. Thunder rumbled so loud it hurt your ears. Lightning crackled across the sky. Annemarie was so hot. Sweat, like condensation on an icy drink,coated her body. She licked the sweat from her breasts. She was suprised she tasted so salty. Her fingers traced a path down her body. They delv...
MOSKVA, PRESENT DAY. "Winter becomes Mother Russia," Dominika Nedel'ka Patroph mutters to herself. Her brandy-toned eyes stare out the trolley's ice-incrusted window at the fur-wrapped Muscovites trudging along the snowy street. She glances down at the evening's duty assignment sheet in her gloved hand. "Infiltrate a formal business gathering and sniff out...
They were acquaintances with a mutual friend, thrown together under circumstances that precluded knowing each other as anything different or more - until late one night, ensconced on the same couch, speaking with a friend of circumstances past. Hours passed and they remained but their friend drooped and slept. He at one end upright, she reclined, her feet l...
Hi All, This one's a departure for me, I can't give too much away but I hope you enjoy. The only warning I will give is that if you are looking for a story to get you hot and bothered then you might have to read another one after this. A big thank you to VR Snow for giving up some time in her busy schedule to fix up my mistakes. This story is dedicated to...
I first need to thank the talented Candace Frazier for her editing skills. Without her help this tale would not have happened. ***** He woke to the silence of the deep Michigan forest. The only sound that he detected was the occasional breeze wafting through the thick pine trees outside his window. The early spring morning still kept the temperature below...