Catherine hesitated as she handed me the check. "I have a different ...task ...for you... if you're interested." I'm a computer geek who looks like a biker. Clients frequently don't know what to expect from me, or what they can ask of me. I've done a lot of "different" things for clients, from wiring a bedroom with video cameras to hacking a server to ge...
"So Jack what are the plans for the weekend." "Probably hiking John, and yourself?" "Dude, I'm married what do you think I am going to do." "Of course, maybe I'll find some sexy thing hiking and fuck her up the arse in the jungle." "Sounds like a plan, see you buddy." After the lunch time banter with my colleague I finish my work earlier than expected....
"Hey Sarge, man, I gotta go," the sweet young PFC said with some urgency. Looking over at her from my station in the passenger seat of the deuce and a half, I asked politely as not to break any regulations, "Well sweet cheeks, do you need me to hold your hand? If you gotta go then I'd advise you stop the truck and go," "But... but there isn't any privacy,...
Too Much of a Good Thing: A Fantasy of Excess. Chapter VII A Lady of Surprises. I don’t know how long we lay there semi-comatose, but I regarded that interval at the time as the happiest moment of my life. The world was three people, the yacht the sea and the sky were their only companions, and the medium that bound them together was pure sex. Later...
Author's Note: If you haven't read my story 'There's Something About Sarah' I recommend you do so before reading 'The Librarian'. That said, this story stands on its own merit, but 'Something' just puts this story into a better context. For my avid fans you will find this story is very character and plot driven; don't worry there is plenty of sex, especially...
We had just returned from my old place to find that we had unexpected visitors, and to boot they were on nice heavy bikes. They also had a couple military grade transport vehicles with them. I had no idea how many there were, but there had to be at least thirty, maybe even more. Max, Maya and Candy decided to follow me to see what was happening; I let them f...
I heard the talk from the hallway, indistinguishable words fading even before I reached the break room door. Inside, three of my co-workers shifted in the silence, sipping cheap coffee. They were like most of the people here, still shunning me as the new guy. I wasn't sure if I should hold it against them. I was brought in because of flailing production and...
I love my husband. After reading this, many people will say that I can't claim to love him because of what I do to him; but I do. I love him with everything that I am. As corny as that sounds it's true. I can't imagine my life without him. He's been my anchor, my home, and my heart for the last nine years and if he knew what I've been doing to him behind hi...
(Note. This is a story of my lady lawyer friend which episodes from time to time, were relayed to me by her, and where I have already submitted my first story sometime last June 2002, I thought perhaps submitting this rather extremely sexy story of this malanding friend of mine will somehow be added to the list of those Pinoys who have good true stories to t...
AN: All dialogue, unless otherwise noted, is spoken in Japanese. For cultural objects that don't fully translate I've added a glossary at the end of the chapter. If New York was the city that never slept, then Terry thought Tokyo was the city that never dreamed. Its denizens pulsed through the neon veins of the city, on their way to work and back, or anot...