By the time Paul's car pulled into the garage of the house, Jessie could feel the fatigue a day at the mall brought. Before the entered the house a pounding of feet could be heard coming down the stairs inside Mrs. Smythe greeted them at the door. She wore a blue apron that read "kiss the cook" over her round frame. Flour was sprinkled on the apron and from...
His sister was beaten up and physically violated and now he wants retribution on her behalf. The man got away with it because he was rich. Will the agency help him? They have the facilities. They have the means. They can do what he wants. Will they do it? Or will they turn him down? This story is about justice. There is no scene in this story of the sister...
This is the eighth installment of my story about a family with an interesting dynamic. In this chapter, we see how Karma plays a role in rewarding and punishing those who deserve each. * Chapter Eight: Justice, Retribution, and Reward He drove back to the campus and parked in the visitor lot again. He walked to his new office to put his papers away, chang...
I was a willing cuckold now. Not only had Chet fucked my wife almost all night long; I had cleaned up her pussy each time he had cum in her. When we awoke, I expected all of us to be satiated and ready to return home. For me, it was a mixture of exhaustion and nervous energy. It was a strange feeling. If I expected to have any regrets, Chet and Meredith cert...
He sat in the foyer with his walking stick between his knees, when a taxi pulled up, and Terry alighted from it. She was dressed in a tailored dark grey trouser suit wearing a black hat with a large brim; her hair must be in a bun under it, thought Robert, her long neck exposed. He rose to greet her, "Well how do I look?" She asked. "Fantastic," replied...
Sweaty in the midday sun and nearing the end of the long hike up the steep track through bush, Ritchie Monier breathed in satisfaction as he rounded a bend and saw a truck with trailer loaded with hay travelling along Stuart Road that followed the skyline ridge. After crossing the road, his route would be all downhill to the sea, four miles away according t...
AN: Well, this is my first foray into the erotic, so I would very much like to know what you think. This is just an interesting little idea I've thought about off and on, in one form or another, for a long time now. I've struggled to decide whether or not to mark this story in the celebrity category, because real internet models will be used, but in the end,...
CHAPTER 1 Hostess Helen Horsely watched intently the new recruit who had been introduced to her as Thomas Thom walked away. Her husband Hudson was managing partner of HBW, Certified Public Accountants and Advisors, and this was the Horselys' bi-monthly cocktail party for people on the HBW payroll along with partners to foster goodwill and togetherness. He...
This story is based on a real event. Agatha Christie did 'disappear' in 1926 and was later discovered in Harrogate. The main characters - Christie, her husband, his mistress and Bob Tappin - were all real but I have taken liberties with the events of those missing days. ***** As the train struggled through the grey English countryside the woman continued...
No graphic sex. This short story is based on a conversation with the son of a woman who had been a client before I retired as a barrister. As usual I must stipulate that these characters are works of fiction and have no resemblance to persons living or dead. ***** Lynn would take her M.B.A. degree in three weeks. As most working people know, you don't ju...