Author's note: Although events follow on from "Three in a Tent Made for Two" this is a stand-alone story. ***** Greg and Tim were sniggering like school kids at the open sash window. They were tearing off sheets from the notepad headed Hoppingmaid Holiday Flats, folding them over and over till they were tight packets and throwing them down obliquely into t...
Andrew struggled to keep his eyes open. He'd been working for three hours already and there was no end in sight. Technically, it was the computer that was doing the work, he was just baby-sitting scripts. Two more hours of number-crunching and he'd be able to go home and enjoy his weekend. But until then he'd need something to keep his mind alive. There was...
We had just left the house for a night out at a local strip club my wife and I like to go too, when my cell rang, "Hello?" "Bill, it's Marge; the alarm is going off over at the store. I've called the police and I'm leaving now. Can you meet me there?" "Hold on," I put the phone on my chest, "Babe, it's my sister Marge, she says the alarm is going off at th...
Philip grew accustomed to Jill's idiosyncrasies. He'd met her at a pensioners club in Totnes, Devon. and they became friends. Although that wasn't the first time they'd encountered one another, Jill was having a problem with slug pellets in the supermarket. She'd dropped the package and there they were, rolling about all over the floor, but Philip, always th...
"WHAT? NO! I'm not paying you for sex! Uh uh, no, not now, not ever no way!" It's a Friday evening and just like every second Friday Gypsy is around. It's a money thing really, I have the wine, can knock out a decent meal and my company is free. Gypsy is far from the best with money, even at the best of times, but she also has issues to contend with that...
I can be a good girl! I bit my lip as I read the text message P HERE 2ISH IF U CAN MAKE IT XXX My fingers hovering over the keys, my mind flitting about thinking what to reply knowing full well that there was no way I would be home at 4pm let alone 2pm. Biting my lip harder I typed out my reply and hit send PLZ don't shower after : ) Putting my phone...
CHAPTER ONE Donna Floriella Deoporto Norvona de Sante Cruxes stood on the deck of the SS Pogona as it finished docking in Rio de Janeiro. She scanned the waiting crowd, searching for a first glimpse of her husband to be. The year is 1881 and Floriella is a 'Letter Bride' -, the marriage had been arranged between the two families via agents, photographs and...
First of all, if you are looking for some story about a guy who turns into a cockslut - this isn't for you. Our main character doesn't dress up for the first time and realise that he is really a girl either. And just to make sure, the wife is not sleeping around or trying to magically turn him into a girl either. This is a story about a couple looking to e...
"Thank you, sir, for granting this interview," began the ass kissing young reporter. "Since you're retiring as CEO of one of the area's largest employers, our paper wants to feature you in a article in the Sunday edition." "I understand that. I'm just afraid that there isn't much to interest your readers," I responded. "We are successful because we make a s...
I had alot of feedback that I commented on the last chapter. I don't want any confusion Niala and Austin have only known each other for 3 or 3 1/2 months. Thanks for reading I hope you enjoy. Feedback is always appreciated, thanks guys :D ***** Niala couldn't contain her pleasant mood as she walked from the parking garage. It always felt good when you see...