There I was again. I lost count of how many days I had spent sitting out at the park. Of course, I had a reason to, being a member of the Emergency Medical Services Team gave me a great excuse to get out and enjoy the weather. These warm sunny days were the reason why I went into business for myself, so I could enjoy them. The nice thing about coming to the...
Introducing Lucy and her father, Paul.. It was the day after my encounter with Mickey and Ellen Campbell before Rose started coming down from the high her own meeting with them had brought about. After a night of fantastic sex, Rose was telling me what she had learned about the Campbell clan. “She told me that her husband, Paul, has been screwing their dau...
A Note For My Readers, This story is pure fabrication of my fucked up mind, written on my equally, if not more so, fucked up Dell laptop. Now, my usual type writing style isn't that of a "quicky" to get you to cum as quick as possible. I try to involve a bit of depth and actually have as much of a story/plot as the sex involved. In fact this part doesn't h...
"I don't care what you think. It isn't a crime to prefer rich men," Rachel sat back comfortably in her chair. She isn't your average femme fatale Inspector Francis thought. "It is a crime to kill them," Detective Lopinski said. The inspector was content to let John carry the ball for a while. She was pretty sure the interrogation wasn't going anywhere. "Yo...
Charlaine took in the view speeding past the limousine service car's heavily-tinted windows as she sped to her destination in air-conditioned comfort. Her job as a high-flying quality control consultant just paid off at times like these, she thought to herself with a satisfied pucker of red lips as she cocked one delicately arched brow. Them are the perks....
You just can't know what it's like. Here I was, 41 years old, fresh out of almost 10 years parked for popping the guy I caught screwing my woman. Hit him too hard, my mistake. I was sorry about that, but they made me pay. God I paid. I paid with time, I paid with the wife gone, she divorced me of course. Everything I owned in the world, all gone. Even my...
I can smell the ocean coming in through the sliding door. A cool breeze blows up from the water, a sigh of relief for my hot skin. Raising a glass to my lips I drink deeply, eyes locked in you sitting within a halo of candlelight. Over dinner we discussed the coming evening, your expectations, my requirements. Thinking of this a slow flush comes to my cheeks...
The day that my divorce became final, I decided to celebrate the best way I knew how. I went out drinking with some old friends that my ex had driven away, to the old neighborhood that she had moved us out of. We started out by going to dinner, at a restaurant/bar that was now owned by another old friend of ours, and then we headed out to hit the bars. Fort...
Morning. Moira groaned, cursing the light that streamed merrily through her window. It was at least eight o' clock. She yawned and stretched painfully, reminding herself mentally to buy new pillows. After a brisk shower and pulling on some thick leggings and a beige cable-knit jumper that had seen better days, she headed through to the large farmhouse style...
I'd fancied David from the moment I laid eyes on him. There was something different about him, something special, but I'd never managed to pluck up the courage to talk to him. After all, we had nothing in common other than both being 18 and being at the same college. He was popular but not one of those popular guys who're really arrogant. He didn't even real...