The masseuse's hands are gliding across my skin, working the muscles of my shoulders and back with an expert touch. I sigh with contentment as the tension and stress seem to melt away from my body. It's not often that I get a chance to relax like this. Work makes for long days and things have been even more hectic lately as my daughter had recently moved out...
After Jasmine left and went home, I was at a loss. In a way it was ridiculous. What had I expected? She wasn't going to leave her husband and move in with me and at the end of the day, I didn't want her to, but she definitely left a void. We had only slept together three times and now I was moping about, feeling like my right arm had been torn off. It didn'...
The naughty bits start with Chapter One – Nude, Clamped and Bound. The Story Up to This Point... When I thought back to the beginnings of my relationship with the widow Mrs. Evelyn Sang, I was really quite amazed. It had been a wild ride and we had several amazing adventures. At first she had been the landlady for my business. Later we became lovers. Whil...
Edited by PennLady This is a copyrighted work of fiction. All rights reserved. * I watched spellbound as the moon rose. It seemed to me to rise faster then it should have. Before I knew it, she was riding high in the sky and her light was everywhere. I had been out in the full moon before, but the light seemed different to me. More mystical, and wonderful...
This story is based on the series Star Trek: The Next Generation and is set during the start of series 4 on the Starship Enterprise NCC 1701-D. This follows directly on from 'Episode 1 - Crusher's Mistaken Memories' and 'Episode 2 - The Replacement' and like those, any comments on anything from grammar to ST authenticity are welcomed. It does contain inces...
I am a happily married man with two wonderful kids. I have a good job and my wife is self-employed in her own marketing firm that her and her associate started a few years back. We live in a high-rise condo in Southern California and seem to be living out the American dream. The area of struggle has been finding good and reliable help around the house and wi...
Thanks to my editors MistressPenelope and sexymommakat. As always any remaining errors are mine. **** It was the day after they had celebrated their thirty-second wedding anniversary that he first yelled at her. It was the July 1, 1995. The children had left taking the grandkids with them. She had been tired and had asked him to help her clean up. "I WORK...
My sincere appreciation to Vickie Tern, a master at the craft, who collaborated on this story... * Looking back, I have a hard time believing what recently happened to me. I'm just your average 39 year old man with a wife and two kids. I met Allison, by way of mutual friends, fourteen years ago and we've been together ever since. We've never been much for...
I am tired of people giving me shit. It started in junior high school and got worse in high school. My brother Todd was the worse. In high school he was the typical sports jock, dating the cheerleaders and popular with all the cool kids. When I was studying math or on the chess club Todd would rib me pretty good and tell all the girls I was gay. His friends...
Scott Greg returned from his trip to Montreal exhausted yet exhilarated at the same time... not from the corporate governance talks that stifled the enjoyment of his days, but from the vivid nightlife. His old friend, Jack O'Donnell, had shown him a great time as promised. Jack's new (and possibly last) girlfriend Carolyna had some great dinner parties with...