My friends rallied behind me. I wouldn't have made it without Sam and Claire. (By the way, she was a hit as Juliet and now had the lead role in a revival of Chicago – this time as a brunette.) Sam pretty much moved in with me, to get me on my feet again. I told him the entire sordid tale. I knew he thought I was an idiot and pervert, but he never said it, a...
(I suggest that you read Files #11, 13, 20, 21 before you read this story if you want to understand the previous events that led up to this story.) * Michael is smart. Jen is very smart. I am, well compared to them, average. So playing this email selfpic game with the two of them meant that I was out of my league, no matter how much I thought I knew wha...
The months passed quickly. Narcissa had been with the firm for nearly 6 months. Months of enjoyable work, great deals, fantastic times shared. Jack and Narcissa were pretty inseparable at work, usually found in one or the other's office. After work, they often went to dinner, continuing the conversation from the office, planning even bigger accomplishments....
(This is my first attempt at any type of writing with an idea I can up with one morning while bored on holiday. Any feedback and responses bad or good appreciated and encouraged so I can hopefully improve in the future.) The Background I've always been the joker of the classroom, acting funny and making jokes to make my friends laugh. Over the years as I m...
My name is Fran Johnson, and I've always thought of myself as just a normal housewife. I'm 45 years old and have been married to my husband, Bill, since I was 18. We're just ordinary people; until all this happened, Bill was the only man I had ever slept with. I had our second son at the age of 21, and they are both grown and out of the house. I think that's...
Please note that the described Native American ceremonial and social scenes are not intended to be a reflection of contemporary Cherokee cultural practices. The dream-world is an entirely fictitious construct, and while it may resemble some aspects of pre-historical society, it is not intended to be definitive. "Maybe you should whip up a light lunch, D...
My name is Keith Ray. A tall, good-looking black man in his early twenties. I have a secret to share with you. I've got no conscience whatsoever. People don't understand me. I've been called everything from functional psychopath to cunning sociopath. I call myself a Free Spirit. A man who does what he wants and lets no one hold him back. Currently, I'm imper...
Part 2: quest at the beginning of senior year Ally offered herself to me as a sex-slave-in-training. I, in turn, promised to take her as my first live-in 24/7 slave once we graduated; if she were properly trained by then. My first day back in town she had presented her new body to me, now with pierced nipples, and the words "sex slave" tattooed below her b...
It has been two years since my first submission to Literotica, based on my experiences with my massage therapist. Since that time, I have visited her nearly twenty times, about once every five weeks, as part of the healing process from my car accident. I have a lawsuit pending with the other guy's car insurance company to cover my medical expenses (including...
A few buddies of mine from work love to get together every so often to play poker. We try to play whenever given the chance, and there are several of us at work who love to play. We are all mainly in our forties and fifties, and our games are all in good nature. It had been a few months since we last played, and Chris and myself tried to gather up a few othe...