The night air in Santa Fe was filled with a mesquite scent. Turquoise Sky shut the door to her black Mercedes Coupe and headed up the drive of the hilltop home. Turquoise was a towering brunette who stood six feet tall in her stocking feet. Her face was slim, with high cheekbones and a chiseled nose. Her straight long brown hair framed her face like a dark h...
*** Lynne was numb after Leif left. Numb and dumbfounded. She never expected him to really leave like that. She hadn't meant to down play the seriousness in their relationship at all. She would never have done this if any other person had asked. But it was her parents, for crying out loud, and they couldn't even bear the thought of her swearing. They were...
It was a bit after five on a Friday afternoon. Jacko was walking down Charlotte Street, headed towards Tottenham Court Road Tube station. He had been to a meeting with a customer research outfit whose offices were on one of those cross streets between Charlotte Street and Tottenham Court Road, and he was trying to decide if he might pop in somewhere and trea...
It was a long afternoon of skiing and it was already getting darker by the minute. All Sherri could think about was getting down the last hill and getting warm. She was skiing with her husband Ian whom she had married only five months before. Hours earlier, she experienced the thrill of skiing a black diamond run for the first time and now every muscle in he...
It's been just over five years that I moved into this apartment; a new year has just begun. Although my New Year's Eve had been one of strangely deep sorrow, the first day of the new year had been a phenomenal one after Anita came and dragged me out of the house and we partied, and how, almost till the sun came up. The reason I had been down in the dumps was...
My name's Mark Dowd, and until a few months ago I was a corporate lawyer with Crombie, Noble, Hansen and Petrie, one of the giants of American law, with offices in New York and half a dozen other major cities across the country, plus London, Paris and Rome. I'm 31, six-feet-one tall and, if I say so myself, good looking, with typical black Irish features --...
If Henry hadn’t quarreled with Sara over her notion of power and domination in a relationship – which he thought half-baked – he’d never have gotten his goose so thoroughly, and surprisingly … and satisfyingly cooked. The conversation over lunch that started it all ……………. “That’s not domination – that’s just manipulation.” “No … manipulation is when you s...
Hello readers. This is the final episode of my “fling” with Rachael, one of the partners at my law firm. Please read both chapters of “The Boss Gets Her Big Ass Banged” for perspective. You had to be there to really picture this scene; but I’ll try my best to give you the visual. Rachael’s brand new black Mercedes is parked on the bottom floor of our law f...
Casey glanced out at the sea of pretty faces before her. Girls had come out in droves, and many had driven for hours from towns and cities all across the State. There must be almost a hundred here! How could she choose just twenty five? Did they all really accept the possibility of becoming nudists and porn stars? She remembered what it had been like for her...
Hey everyone! Here's part 2 to the Red Line. I hope you enjoy! All characters taking part in sex are of the age of consent which is 18 or older. *** I wake up long before Nina. She looks so sweet and innocent laying there with her eyes closed. I manage to sneak out without waking her up. I get some clothes on and head over to my office. I blow the dust of...