"Hey Bren," called my assistant Sarah. The home office called while you were out smoking. You Better call Mr. C back. He didn't sound happy!" "Okay, thanks dear. I will call him back straight away," I replied as I headed to my office. As I was opening my door Sarah continued. "You know, you really have been taking a lot of smoke breaks lately. We are all co...
The next morning, when she woke up, she felt her mistake. At some point in the night she must have moved out of the position, but her hips were stiff and sore like she had worked out hard while trucks took turns smacking her around. She could barely walk at first, practically stumbling when she got out of bed. Her left hip was making a grinding and popping s...
This story follows Getting Lost and They're All Crazy. If you read those first, you'll be more familiar Wy and Lost when you read this one. I'm planning this as a large work, submitting it in one chapter per month. There won't be sex scenes in every chapter, but these three characters do enjoy one another as frequently as possible. ;) Thank you, RNebular fo...
Sarah and I had just finished picking up after the party, when I decided to share an interesting situation that had occurred earlier in the evening. I always felt it was best to be upfront and honest with my wife. I found when I kept secrets from Sarah it would come back to bite me in the ass. "Betty Thol came on to me tonight," I revealed as I prepared to...
The car didn't belong on his street. Paul Williams knew every car of every house on the whole block, and the car parked two doors down was not only improperly parked on the curb, but shouldn't be in the neighborhood at all. He could see a figure in it, mostly a shadow. He blamed his neighbors. He'd seen this car before, a few days earlier. Parked one drive o...
As my fate was now sealed by the lock, Mistress Michelle handed me the key and instructed me to put it on Cara's ankle bracelet. I gently undid the clasp and attached the key as instructed. I re-fit the bracelet and lovingly kissed her foot, and then Mistress Michelle's. They helped me too my feet and we went back out to the living room, Michelle locking th...
A couple of notes A character in this story uses Spivak singular they pronouns. Ey, Eir, and Em are not typos but the convention. I have also tried to include tooltips on the first occurrence of each word specific to this setting which should be denoted with a dotted underline if all goes well. If a keyword is confusing there are matching notes at the end of...
In early summer, just at the beginning of the seal and salmon catching season, Sit'ku and his hunting partners returned after a day of fishing to find a foreigner's canoe docked on their beach. "I didn't expect a visit from the Yanyeidi bunch for another moon," observed Xunaa. "Don't be silly," replied another in the group, "that's not a Tlingit boat. He...
As they travelled, John continued to work on the Atlatl and Bow and Arrow. While he worked on the new weapons, he continued to think about where he was and the strange way he felt. He explored his mind, if that is the right word, and tried to identify his new feeling of capability. Several times he felt as if he pushed something with his mind or transmitted...
Two naked bodies were caught in a lover's pretzel twist, smacking their hands all over each other. Legs grinded, lips became locked in a furious hold, and many moans were had. Clothes had already come flying off, pants and shirts and underwear. All that remained were two sweaty fuckbirds who had an itch to scratch. It was something I so badly wanted to scra...