Racists, and moralists will dislike this and condemn us; but this story is almost completely true. My wife and I love each other and we offer no apology for any of our actions. * Janet and I checked into our hotel overlooking the Mississippi River across from the French Quarter and next to the old fish market. It was March and time for her 'spring adventu...
As I strolled through the hotel lobby and out to my car, I wasn't sure if I'd sold James Harris and Colin Douglas on my business proposal or not. Colin's remark about "staying on-board" was a positive sign. I'd just have to wait patiently and see what happened. Tossing my purse and attaché into the passenger seat, I decided to call David on his cell phone....
I stayed up in my office for most of the evening, going over invoices and inventories. I occasionally drifted through the crowded bar greeting some of the club's regular customers. Melissa Townsend came into the club around 10:00. She was alone, not with her husband Scott. She gestured she wanted to talk with me so I motioned for her to come up to the offic...
Authour's Note: This is the second part of a longer series. To fully enjoy this chapter, please read A Week With Mr. Hansen Ch. 01 first! * I woke up slowly, clutching my blankets around me in a futile attempt to cling to the wonderful sleep I had been having. I yawned as I opened my eyes. There was sun leaking through the cracks in my blinds and judging f...
"Take your silver spoon...dig your grave," one of the most prophetic lyrics ever spoken rolled from Stevie Nicks' lips and out the speakers of Leslie Carmen's portable stereo as she piddled around her kitchen listening to the oldies station one hot, June Saturday afternoon. Considering the amount of money her Husband, Lyle, had literally inhaled over the pa...
Two nights in the motel near the strip club seemed long enough and I assumed my wife could use a rest after two days of intense sex in which she was introduced to the pleasures of other women. I made sure we awoke, then, in time to check out and with a tentative plan of finding a more upscale motel with a pool and simply spend a night or two relaxing without...
** This story is the third segment of this series. I would suggest reading the1st & 2nd chapters if you are new to the series. The story is about two young college grads and how the women of the church offer no end of opportunities for their sexual fulfillment (some willingly and some with a little pressure applied.) On Saturday morning, Joe and Rob were lo...
A New Regime Sitting in the passenger seat, Ellen spent the final hour of our return to Steamboat Springs on her cell phone. It was marvelous to hear. She summoned Kathleen and Toni back to Steamboat. She called Claire and asked if she and Lyn could arrange a place for everyone to eat, sleep and talk. Mely's houses were tied up with remodeling and networkin...
After her little rendezvous with Vanessa, Kylie was even more impatient for Keylani to show up. She wanted to taste Keylani again, she wanted to see Vanessa and Keylani locked in a heated sixty-nine and, most of all, she wanted her beloved David to fuck all of them. Life returned to the routine, dull existence for a few days. David had a big project at work...
Chasing the dragon, that's what Joelle usually fell back on. But this time things were different, this time, chasing the dragon wasn't good enough and mainlining was the only cure. It was better, stronger, more potent, and it took the edge off more effectively. The initial hit caused her to hurl, but after shooting up a few more times, she settled into its s...