Susan was surprised to see her husband at her father's small law office. She was invited by her father that morning to go to lunch while her mother looked after their two children. Both her father Pete, and husband Rich were upset. Her husband was looking guilty as hell, and her father was angry. She has no idea what was going to happen, and now she was worr...
Ch. XI: The Lawyers Meeting As the bell rang for the end of the day and the students left the classroom, Susan started to pack up to leave for the day. She heard the door shut and looked up to see Tom standing there. He moved to the back of the room and said, "Come here, Susan." She walked around her desk, the full skirt of her soft dress shushing around...
At the end of Jean's Modesty II I asked Jean to explain how she was always getting discounts on goods and services from people who did work in our house. As she promised, that night after dinner we sat down to discuss it. Jean started by saying "I first have to tell you a few things about me that I never told you before. When I was in high school I discove...
Many thanks to Dennis for editing this story. * I had a feeling that something was different with my wife Caroline. Not much, but enough for a man who had known her for twelve years and been married for ten. Caroline and I, Lars Ekman has an average Scandinavian family with two children, seven years old boy and a five years old girl. We live in our own h...
Tick tock, tick tock - the minutes ticked by as Lisa gazed sideways at the big illuminated numbers on her alarm clock as she lay in bed. A dull ache that started at her scalp radiated down her body to the tips of her toes. Even her ears hurt. She couldn't even imagine trying to move. She lay on her down-stuffed comforter and wished for a nice warm bowl of ch...
Whatever desire that had overtaken me had completely faded now, leaving me to berate myself for my weakness and stupidity. Crossing my arms over my naked breasts, which still heaved slightly with the last remnants of our tender sex (which I refused to call lovemaking on principle's sake), I too tried to distance myself from you. As the answering machine bee...
It's four in the afternoon and I have a hard-on for Maisie. She won't be home from work for another hour and a half at least. Damn. Maisie, my former manager at Blinko's Copies. Maisie, who became my best friend. Maisie, a short, heavy, buxom grandmother of three; grey-haired and apple-cheeked. My Frumpy Dumpling, Maisie Havlicek, whom I have fallen i...
Never had she known such feelings of raw lust, she knew she had to say something, break this spell before she became nothing but a puddle at his feet. Clearing her throat and flashing him a brilliant smile, she asked his name. “I’m Matt, he replied, a friend of Doug’s...and you are?” “Jane’s friend Julie”, she said. He returned her smile and softly kissed he...
Note: So this one probably isn't as good as my others standing alone. It was mostly written as a continuation of the first one. Therefore, there's no build up or tension build or anything. It kind of jumps right into it. I highly recommend reading (or rereading) the first one to kind of get yourself in the mood of the story. However, if you don't want to g...
The only sound was the rain swishing against the windscreen as Joe Taylor tooled the old Ford through the wet streets. His wife, Miranda sat beside him silently. They both were quietly contemplating the night ahead. Joe stole a glance over at her; he had never seen her dressed the way she was now and he felt the hackles rise on the back of his neck as he kne...