"Mother, you stay up here. Nancy can fetch you food from the kitchen. I will be back to talk with you at noon tomorrow for your answer." "I love you Mother." Carol left the room and Janice returned to her fetal position. Nancy thought to herself. "How did I let this happen? I knew things didn't smell right. Mary has always been a backstabbing bitch and M...
7. The Performance Continues, with Audience Participation. Ben lowered his head to give Nancy's cunt one last lick before getting up on his haunches again. Wiping his mouth off, he reached down and pulled her back up into a sitting position. Next (a little too roughly I thought), he flipped her over so that she was on her hands and knees. He then positione...
--1— Rebecca didn't want to go to the office party. Being only one of a few women in her company she had little in common with her colleagues and she could count on one hand those she'd want to see after working hours. She already knew who would get drunk and who would argue too loudly. There would be bad chicken and a deejay playing music that she didn't l...
In my mid-forties, looking for something different to do in my life, I took up drawing. I signed up for some art classes at a local studio and spent evenings and weekends developing my skills. One Saturday Valerie, the owner, stopped me after class. "You know I have some advanced classes in the afternoon, don't you? Well, I have a two life-drawing classes a...
Dr. Phyllida Stone reached into the drawer of the old oak desk and pulled out a tissue. Removing her glasses, she gently patted the perspiration from her face, neck and from around the opening of her blouse. Glancing up at the clock on her wall, she collected together the brown files from the heavily patinated desk top, briefly fanned herself with them, and...
By Woodmanone copyright June/2012 There are no descriptive sex scenes in this story. So what's new? Same ole, same ole for my work. Constructive comments, emails and critiques are requested and much appreciated. Thank you for taking the time to read my story and I hope you enjoy it. ******************** "Don't hit me. Please, for God's sake don't hit me...
The next morning I made a cup of tea with the kettle and things that had been left in the room. Lyn was asleep still. I showered and sat in an armchair across from her reading an old magazine I'd found by the bed. She stirred and sat up. 'There's a cup of tea there, not long made.' 'Thanks,' she said. 'Come over here..' I sat on the edge of the bed beside...
Roger had been working with Ben for about six months and had decided that he really was a cool guy. They shared the same sense of humour and had several interests in common so it was natural that they began to spend a lot of time together. But the more Roger got to know Ben, the more worried he was about something. He was a little uncertain about his feelin...
They walked on foot for a few blocks until they reached a brownstone in the Back Bay, middle-class in its upkeep but probably still costing its residents a fortune. Karen pushed the speaker button on the door. A male voice said, "Yeah?" "It’s me, Karen." The male spoke to someone nearby. "Is the new girl named Karen?" Someone female shouted back "yeah," an...
Ellie unlocked her front door and led Ben inside her small basement flat. This was only their second date, but he was already having an effect on her. She closed the door behind him with a firm, satisfying thud and led the way to the small lounge at the back of the flat. There was only one sofa and that was covered in baskets of washing, some clean some no...