"Hello," Miss K said as she answered the phone. "Where are ya? You're gonna be here in 5? Alright. You got the address for IHOP, right? OK, See ya in a bit. Bye." "So is this girlfriend of yours on her way?" Jennifer chimed in. "I mean if she doesn't exist, this is Vegas after all." Miss K laughed just as she was about to pick up her menu, pounding the tab...
SET in New Zealand's South Island. CHAPTER 1 Iona was not quite a year old when brought to New Zealand fifty years ago by her Scottish parents Ross and Jennie MacDonald. Ross, a keen fisherman, spent his first two years labouring on a farm on coastal Otago and working late into the night rebuilding an abandoned wrecked fishing boat, buying tools and mat...
This is an adult sex story. No one under the age of eighteen is involved in any way with this story. This is my first story. I originally published this story on August 4, 2017 as the first of many stories about Jack Colton. I felt it was time to revisit this story and rewrite and edit where needed. For those of you who don't know me, read this story fi...
Part 1: Roger Ask any historian of British naval history about the late Rear Admiral Sir John Ambrose 'Bull' Bullamore, DSC, and they will tell you he is a legend: a ruddy-faced, pugnacious, larger-than-life character, the son of a humble provincial tailor who rose through the ranks due to a combination of superb tactical awareness, daring and courage in co...
Ballet One I'd taken up classes when I was 5 years old. My beautiful mother, Natalya, was an émigré from Russia and had trained at the Bolshoi Ballet in Moscow. Then, on a tour in the 80's to Canada she had defected; not because she hated the Soviet system but because she met my father Andre, a Quebecer. He was a dancer too, but had decided to leave the pro...
When the door opened, Larry was taken aback by the sheer beauty of the woman on his doorstep, like he always was when he looked her way. Fuck, Alexis looked fine! The head cheerleader stood before him, two duffel bags around her torso, and she was showing a lot of skin. Damn, he loved her cheerleading outfit. Those damn black and gold hot pants and the...
*** Disclaimer *** This is a FICTIONAL cuckold/cheating/voyeur themed story. If this might offend your delicate puritan sensibilities, then I advise to not read further. If you choose to and it reminds you of your own failings as a husband/boyfriend, keep that in mind before you're compelled to bombard me with poorly compiled illiterate "We don't tolerat...
This is a work of fiction. While the places are factual, all names, characters and incidents are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Getting divorced is a bitch, there is no other way to describe it. All the time and energy -- and money -- spent...
The argument, although not yet escalated to screaming, was clearly audible to Alexa as she stood just inside the foyer of the Lee house. It would, of course, soon grow in ferocity; a mother doesn't discover her daughter has racked up several hundred dollars in credit card debt purchasing sex toys and lingerie without voices being raised. But it wouldn't last...
Hello everyone, Well here is chapter 12 at long last. I would like to thank Seth for his help with this chapter and continued support. I hope you all enjoy reading this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please leave your comments and send me feedback so that I know I'm heading in the right direction with this story. Thanks to everyone w...