Thank you for reading this story. It's a little shorter than my latest stories but I hope there is still enough to it for your enjoyment. It's not exactly a Covid-19 tale, although there is a little tip of the hat to it in here, and I guess the lockdown meant I had time to write it... Please leave a comment if you'd like to, as I really appreciate those of...
Note: This story is the third episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous two episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend t...
My Dear Readers, Disclaimer: What I write is fiction/fantasy/fairy tales for adults. None of my characters are real, no one was injured during the production of my stories and just like on T.V., they all get up when the scene is over, have a beer, remove the makeup and go home, ready to return in the next chapter, all the boo boos healed. Some spelling an...
Driving away, I glanced at Maggie in my rear view mirror and wondered if I should have stayed there for awhile, but the curve in the road changed my mind as she disappeared. I reached in the bag for an apple again thinking how tempting it would be to spend the night with her but kept driving, enjoying the apple and still trying to make sense out of what had...
Chapter 2 -- Shelia Returns Home Shelia had made a decision. Tonight she would have her satisfaction. For the first time she was going all out with a man where she would be in control. Thomas was excited beyond belief. For the first time he looked at what she was wearing. Monica (as he knew her) wore jeans and a sweater. It was a cool night. Her curves mad...
Alice wondered around her room aimlessly, her movements slow and quiet. She was definitely bored and was growing restless. She gave up trying to find an alternative. She then grabbed her coat, and began to search for some fun. Alice walked down the sidewalk, the brisk, cold, autumn air making her cheeks flush a cherry red. She turned the corner and glanced...
I'm sorry that there has been a long wait for this chapter. I lost my mother recently after a short illness. It's taken me a while to feel like writing again, and I'm not really up to speed yet. This is the 17th chapter in this series - I strongly recommend you to read the previous chapters in order before this one, it's not going to make a lot of sense oth...
This is part 3 of my Journal. I started writing it when I made a bold decision to change my life. I left my dull existence in North Wales and went to work as a Housekeeper for a man in the East Midlands of England. It is a decision that I will never regret. I have never been so happy and never had so much pleasure. Vanessa * Week commencing July 20 By the...
"Mark?" The voice in my phone was so soft I could hardly hear it. "Yes," I said. "Who's calling?" "It's Chris," the voice said, a little louder now, but still not much above a whisper. I knew I recognized it, but I was still at a loss. "Uh, hi Chris," I replied, still groping for a face to go with the voice. "From swimming," she said. Then I knew who it...
The alarm rings off waking us from a deep sleep. Refreshed I am not. My wife gets up looking much more refreshed, and heads to the shower. I doze back off only to have her holler at me to get up. I look up to see her dressed in light gray sweatpants, and a white button down. I can see her black bra under her shirt as she walks out the door. I get up, and dre...