When Ben came home from the party, he was more than a little frustrated – so much so that he took a deep breath before he came in the back door, just in case the babysitter had left a mess in the kitchen and he was tempted to snap at her. Amanda was a great sitter, responsible and respectful, but she was also fun and not overly serious. He liked her, the kid...
When Tina came downstairs next morning Gerald was finishing up his breakfast. "You okay?" he asked her. "I'm okay. How are you?" "Still in shock. But I'll survive. Do you have anything to say about it?" Tina sat at the table opposite him and stared directly into his face. He looked as if he hadn't slept much. She, on the other hand, had slept very well....
The following selection is written with my tongue planted firmly in cheek. It is an attempt to expand my fantasizing into new and out of the box areas. I hope readers don't find it to be anything but a little daydreaming and hope it turns out to be enjoyable. If it sucks I'll try something else next time in hopes that we all cum together! As a middle age...
It was anything but another dull, boring, routine Tuesday at work. The phones were ringing off the hook but that was to be expected in a company of this size. I was usually in charge of filing, routing phone calls, general correspondence and mail. However this week I was working as a personal assistant to Robert, the head CEO of the company. His regular assi...
Anna I first see her when I take a shortcut home after a late shift. The area was known for prostitutes, and I usually paid them scant attention. Stopping at a traffic light, however, a well-built east-European girl walks past, with shoulder-length, platinum-blonde hair. She is wearing a black mini skirt and a short coat, which she pushes back from her bust...
It was around eleven o'clock and the party was progressing well when, in the middle of "Truth or Dare," Anthony Williams urged his wife to confess the worst thing she had ever done, and she announced she had been unfaithful to him. There's a context, a background. There always is. Margaret wasn't just being bitchy. She had been drinking. Well, who hadn't? T...
<Author's Note>While it is not strictly required, I strongly recommend you read my three previous stories as they all feature the same main characters as it establishes them and this is a continuing series. The order of them can be found on my bio page. I struggled a bit deciding where to put it, but ultimately decided on BDSM as I felt that was most...
It was Saturday morning and I heard the door to the garage close. My wife and daughter had just departed for a weekend in New York City. I was excited for them because they need some girl time together. I call her my daughter, but she is actually my step daughter and had just turned 21 years old on Friday. The two of them got along like oil and water ... the...
Disclaimer: I do not own Captain America 2 or anything to do with Marvel. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Sharon Carter's dirty little secret was she loved to cook. Well, that and the whole gay thing, but she hadn't been hiding that so much as implying her own don't ask don't tell policy, as in if nobody asked she wouldn't te...
Carmen groaned. The dog days of August had arrived, and her air conditioning was on the fritz. No matter what she did, she couldn't get cool, including lying naked on the tiles of the bathroom floor. But her distress was not due to the muggy weather only, for heat always made her horny, and she suffered cruelly until she got off. The problem was her mind. T...