Chapter 23: A client named Derek Marca was dating a guy by the name of John who was a few years older than her and a big shot lawyer and had ask her to come spend a few days with him at his big house. She had been out to dinner with the lawyer and one of his clients who was a stud and had a body that would make a linebacker for the NFL blush. All night long...
Horace could almost taste the spite of the women, especially that of the more mature women such as Frau's Luckner and Gessler, as they goaded his fate whilst he was paraded with smug pride by his new owner, and though snivelling due to the rigours of the sound whipping she'd awarded him, had been rendered keenly erect by it, and by his contemplation of being...
"I don't understand why you have to be such a tool about this, Pearson." Tatum said dismissively, as she checked her lipstick in the big mirror. "I mean, I love it that your mom invited me to come to the Hamptons, this cottage is great. It's nice, the weather is good, but you're so controlling." Tatum toyed with an ash blonde curl as it swirled about her n...
Author's note: Tradition would have us believe the night before St. Agnes' Day, January 21, is always bitterly cold. A virgin who says her prayers and goes to bed without supper this night will surely see her future husband in her dreams. With a "tip o' m' hat" to John Keats for inspiring me with THE EVE OF ST. AGNES and Sister R________ for assigning Keats'...
It almost felt like the last day of camp. That is, if camp included almost non-stop sex for ten days. As we made our way through customs and collected our luggage, Ashley, her three friends and I kept trading cell phones back and forth as each girl entered her name and phone number into mine, and I entered mine into theirs. Ashley whispered into my ear as s...
Karen strolled into the Cabin Crew air lounge and headed straight for the coffee machine. The buzz of the airport faded and she poured herself a steaming hot mug of coffee and sipped while she checked the rota for her flight. It was her final day at the airline as an air stewardess and she was due to fly from London to Chicago on the over-night long haul....
If fault were to be assessed, it belonged to the dancers on the DC Metro platform. Nine PM at the West Falls Church station - they were a young couple, maybe seventeen, mixing jitterbug with break. Not busking, just having fun, waiting for their train. His train, too. A tight cluster of other kids was watching, some providing rhythm. The sign said ten mi...
*** New writer any feedback would be good! Characters are all over 18 are entirely fictional. Hope you enjoy!! *** ***** Exactly why the events of that weekend happened the way they did is still something I'm quite unsure of... Even months later as I replay those hours over and over in my head, I still can't quite figure out a definitive cause. Yes, we wer...
The wine tasted good as I sipped it completely relaxed. It's been months since I've been able to relax like this. Jacob, my husband, is still months from coming home from working overseas and this is the first Saturday night I've had to myself completely kid and responsibility free in forever. Jacob's family is doing a weekend in the hill country for Memoria...
Justin could tell from the way Cathy's muscles began twitching like falling dominos up and down her body, that she was on the verge of orgasm. Even if he closed his eyes, Cathy's impending release would have been clear from the way the married woman straddling his crotch was gasping loudly into the sheets below. His dick acting just like a shiver as Cathy an...