You are bound to the bed, completely immobile although you can move your head somewhat. Silk neckties are binding your wrists and ankles to the headboard—leaving you spread wide open, completely accessible and vulnerable. Your head and shoulders are slightly elevated by the pillows piled beneath. A black silk scarf is tied around your head, covering yo...
Chapter 2: Saturday: Part 1 The heat from the sun shining through the bedroom window rouses me from the deepest sleep I have had in months. Immediately, my hand reaches across the bed and finds it empty. I sit up and realize I am alone in the bed. Stretching and rubbing the sleep out of my eyes, I feel the gentle pull of sore muscles and smile as I recall t...
I was out of town for a very romantic weekend with my boyfriend Nick. We were at a deluxe suite at an upscale hotel in Atlanta. While Nick had stepped out, I was chatting online with my hot bisexual guy friend John by way of Skype. John was at our loft apartment in downtown Lexington. John and I have hooked up and we've became friends with benefits ever sinc...
I am driving down the highway on my way to work, trying to see through the tears that are threatening to spill over. To say I had a hectic morning would be putting it mildly. The kids were running around acting like apes. I had an argument with my husband over something stupid and we left the house mad at each other. After I got the kids on the bus and mysel...
You sit alone in a dimly-lit alcove to one side of the room, a tall green cocktail standing untouched on the table before you. Your clothes are dark and well-fitted, and place you towards the more affluent extreme of this humble establishment's clientele. Like all the -- mostly -- men in the room your eyes are fixed on the stage at one end, where a tall at...
Chapter Six: Wedding Presents I was on an incredible high for a couple of days after my wedding. Like many bridegrooms on the day, I had felt very nervous, both about the day itself and the years of married life that stretched out before me. Only, I had a little more to be nervous about than many. It wasn't just my bride-to-be's contrasting virginal Catholi...
Please read Part 1. The next couple of days were amazing, I remained dressed mostly unless I had to go out or meet my friends, dad checked me out occasionally but nothing more than that. So it was the 31st of December, one day before the new year. Dad was at my bed waking me up, his client had called and needed to sign some papers for a pending investment...
Heather and I had been dating for about a month and a half. She was so beautiful to me. Her eyes were as blue as the ocean. Her hair was long, white blonde like the clouds in the sky. She was just a little thing at 5-4 and 100 pounds. Small breasts with a nice round backside. She was kind, loving, sexy, smart and had a great sense of humor. The only problem...
Well, the story before this one wasn't as well received as I would've liked. But it was an important chapter for me because I wanted the characters to have that discussion first, as I view it to be very important. Anyway, now that that discussion has been had, we can move forward. And I think more people will enjoy this one and hopefully, see the prior chapt...
After awhile, the door opened and Sarah was standing behind it. "Come in," she said, smiling like the Cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland. I walked right into the room. I could smell the light scented powder in the atmosphere. My bed was covered with a very large towel. "Victor, do you want to wear shorts or a skirt?" "Shorts." Sarah then walked to...