They put us on the second floor of the hotel as always. I have yet to figure out why the non-smoking is on the second floor and the smoking rooms were on the first. Smoke rises doesn't it? Trying not to grumble, but our toy chest and suitcases are too bulky to carry upstairs. The only good side is that I get to follow Donna up the stairs. The eye level scene...
-1- "Ahh yeah, yes!" Curt was furiously jacking off in the shower, thoughts of Miranda's big, juicy butt slamming down on a big, black cock. "Yes!" He thought back to that night he peeped into her bedroom, the sounds of sex waking him. He saw Miranda, her back to the door, riding a hugely muscular black man in her bed. Shock turned to anger, anger turned...
To make sense of this story you will really need to have read part one 'The White Hart' posted here in May earlier this year. It took me a while to continue as I got waylaid by a couple of full length stories I am trying to write.,. The third chapter is almost finished. Hopefully there will be a fourth chapter which will not take as long. Hope you enjoy ......
I found myself in a midsized college town working on a problem that didn't want to be resolved. With assistance from my co-workers two and a half hours away I was finally able to correct the issue, and system operation was restored. It was late, I was more than three hours from home, and decided I did not want to make the drive. Instead I chose to spend the...
They say the imagination is the most vital erogenous zone of them all... It's late. The hour she loves most. It seems that now, Paris – with its night-veiled boulevards, is most perfectly itself. Reminding her of a sensual woman wrapped in dark cloaks, dreaming dreams of illicit lovers, the odour of bodies, the paleness of flesh, the pulse of breath, laught...
by DanielQSteele1© IF TOMORROW NEVER COMES Friday, July 22, 2005 – 9 a.m. My name is Bill Maitland. I am the second most powerful man in the State Attorney's office in Jacksonville, about to be divorced from the most beautiful woman I have ever met in my life who has fallen out of love with me, and father to a son and daughter that I have ignored for too...
The Party at the Hotel My girlfriend Sally and I have been together for a couple of years now since we left College. We both wanted to stay in the area, although our families live hundreds of miles away. We got a flat together and we both have ok jobs. To be honest though, on occasions I have been a complete git to her. Don't get me wrong, I love her to b...
© Daniel Quentin Steele 2011 #################### THE CLEAN UP CREW -- SECRETS Here's the latest chapter of WWWM. My thanks once again to Curiousss for his hard work on editing, which I definitely think has improved the story. Believe it or not, the next chapter will not be long in coming. It's already written and Curiousss is laboring on it as this is p...
MONDAY, AUGUST 22, 2005 -- 9 a.m. My name is William Maitland. I was married, mostly happily, for 18 years to a beautiful woman who I had realized long ago was out of my league. Reality finally caught up with me nearly five months ago when she bounced my ass out of our happy home to take a young stud professor to her bed. She proceeded to file for divorce...
Eric took my hand and led me around to the back of the house. We stepped through a gate onto a patio that surrounded a large pool. The pool looked out onto one of the many canals in Miami Beach. The back of the house was all glass and looked out on the pool and canal. It also had a large covered lanai with a bar, Jacuzzi tub, chairs, tables, couches and a la...