The third and final chapter (I think) This is a story about sharing my wife with another guy. If this topic offends you, don't read it. To all those who have encouraged me, thank you. To those who are worried about us catching some disease – use a condom. To those who have a problem with race issues – grow up. After our weekend away we fucked like rabb...
Note from the author: First I want to apologize for taking so long to get this next chapter out. I promise the following chapter will come out sooner! Also, I want to thank all who wrote to me... I've had so many positive notes, and notes asking for the next chapter... it would take forever to respond to them all! I'm thrilled that so many have enjoyed this...
so, what do you want for your birthday? just you. seriously, you can ask for anything. anything. and i will make it come true ... seriously ... anything? anything. ... while i'm tied up, you want me to ask for anything? if you want me to keep playing with your cock ... yes. ... ... ouch! if you want me to take those clothes pins off, you ask fo...
Part 1: The Offer "You wish that was your girlfriend," Kristi laughed as my head nodded at the hottest girl in the bar. I just got finished telling her I was dating someone new, and Kristi asked what she looked liked. I decided to have a little fun with her and see what she would say when I pointed to the 5'10 blond bombshell working the room. "She's jus...
Many thanks to BeautifulStorm for first editing and improving this story and to AdrienneL whose editing resulted in major changes that made it much better. * Everyone liked Balek because he was polite, honest, friendly and modest. He also had a great sense of humor, and nothing anyone said ever seemed to bother him -- except on one subject. The exceptio...
It started just six months ago. I had decided to steal a pen from one of my colleague, and my entire life changed. "Helen, what do you think you're doing?" Karen asked. I turned around to find Karen standing there and shaking her head as I held the pen in my hand. I looked up and blushed. "I...I just, I just needed a pen." "You know...
Now that my husband was too sick most of the time to enjoy sex, he had agreed that I could do whatever I wanted, as I mentioned in a previous story. If my cleaning lead to sexual encounters it was ok by him. I was now enjoying the freedom of doing whatever I wanted when it came to sex. This started out just so I could look at the bulges in guys pants, but it...
I'm happy to present another Ashley story. This is a sequel to "Ashley's Bus Ride." As always I appreciate anything anybody has to say. -------------- Ashley sat down in the comfy chair, a book in hand. She had decided on this lazy afternoon to visit the library. It was Saturday, and spring break. Most kids were down in Florida or somewhere enjoying their...
This is a little different that most of my work, a bit more dark. I wrote the opening paragraph while taking a break from another story and it just grew. I'd like to make one point about a technical aspect of this piece. Almost the entire story is a spoken tirade by one person, so don't take me to task about punctuation. I put quotation marks at the beginni...
9 - Favour: Vikram Jalal, VJ, was probably my best mate down in the bunker. He was also one of the mice. That's mice as in the spy tradecraft term for the method of recruiting and motivating an asset. Meaning: money, ideology, coercion, enforcement. Or in other words he'd been conscripted into working for the TSG. Vikram had popped up on our radar while h...