The High Lord Tr'skel did not permit the use of portals to enter his citadel, so the next morning Tel made the long ride to his uncle's massive fortress with me seated facing him on the saddle. I was wearing my most modest leather dress, the one with the mid-length skirt and open back, my bosom and arms completely covered, although the skirt was around my wa...
CHAPTER THIRTEEN. MONDAY. A newspaper story, an arrest, a package. 'Coffee in bed if you like! And here's your morning paper, freshly ironed! And your phone's been buzzing.' 'Thank you, Polly. I'll get up for coffee. Are you OK?' 'I'm right as ninepence! Whatever that is! I'll put the kettle on while you read the headlines.' While she was busy in the...
A continuation of Natalia's story from Chapter 2. *********** Natalia steps through the front gate of her apartment complex onto the sidewalk. She takes a deep breath of the crisp morning air, running her hands along the goosebumps forming on her arms. Despite the cool weather, she spotted just her yoga pants and a sports bra, leaving her midriff exposed...
Well, another one for Loving Wives! In anticipation of the reaction... Thanks to Sulk, Azure Dreams, ChocolateHarlot, Bootgrrl, and the others. Thanks for the help along the way. Thanks to Impressive for the quick typo check and edit. Any remaining errors are due entirely to my own impatience to get submitted, and my own sheer stupidity! Ok, over to the Lovi...
When I was 23 years old, it started out to be one of the darkest periods in my life. I had just graduated from college with a degree in graphic design but I had been slow to find a quality job in the field. Where I lived, there just wasn't anything available. To top off my despair, I had gotten pregnant after a drunken one night stand at a local pub nine mon...
When the phone woke Sara at 7:08 am on a Saturday morning, she had no idea that one of the most difficult days of her life was about to begin. She didn't even bother checking the caller ID when she answered. "This is important I hope," she said to whoever was calling. "Is this Detective Delaney?" a man with a thick British accent asked. "Speaking." "Yo...
Indriana sat in a large, ornately decorated chair with a high winged back. It was covered in a fine plush red material and had wide comfortable arms. The room was dimly lit, and shadows cast by candlelight obscured the corners of the room and revealed only the large bed in the center. A mirror on the wall at the head of the bed reflected the weak light and m...
This story is a work of fiction. No actual events or people are portrayed. This story is a revision of a story of the same title I published on Literotica many years ago. Many thanks to 'AirSearch1' for editorial assistance. *** I came home from work on a sunny Friday. "I'm home," I shouted and wasn't surprised when Julia's answer sounded like she was on t...
Chapter 1 "First Date" I received an email from Debra late in the afternoon. "Hi Hank, Thanks for lunch. I cleared Friday with the Dean who seemed quite pleased that I was going out. He even said, 'Debra, I hope you may find a way to spread your wings. You're too sweet and smart to be bound up like you've been. I want to hear how it goes, and I don't thin...
One morning, at 6:15am, as the sun rose, all the clocks in 11-year old Aimi's house stopped. That night, just before midnight, her mother died. During the interval, from the time the clocks stopped until her mother's death, Aimi and her four sisters said the house was filled with deceased relatives, who made themselves known by cooking a family recipe that...