Author's Note: There is no sex in this story. It's a story about women turning the tables by objectifying their husbands to see who has the sexiest man. ------------------------------------------------- John and Eric could hear the women all talking when they walked through the front door. When they stepped into the living room the room went dead silent. T...
Gideon loosened his royal blue tie and slipped off his navy blue jacket before stooping to undo the laces of his polished black Oxfords. He carefully folded the jacket and slipped it into the Waitrose carrier bag he'd pulled from his pocket, slipped off his shoes, and safely stowed them all in the hollow at the foot of the tree trunk. He looked around him an...
Not much talking in here, but this IS how it happened. As I shoveled another forkful of the best tasting spaghetti salad I had ever tasted into my mouth, I made a quick survey of my surroundings. It was summer outside, and the sun had set on the oppressively hot day, the AC inside was like stepping from a balmy outside into a welcoming refuge. The three wom...
A young woman at the end of her rope is offered a way to begin a totally new life... as a sex doll. I don't usually write Doll Stories and this is slightly different than most of that genre. It is very mild sexually, and is more of a sci-fi story with sexual overtones and a standard Technician twist at the end. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARN...
Helen stood looking at the phone, her knuckles pressed against her teeth, willing herself to pick it up and dial! Eventually she did, but only to slam it down again before it chance to ring at the other end! 'One deep breath' she told herself, 'then ring him!' She squared her mental shoulders, breathed deeply and dialled. "Hello?" "Graham?" "Yes." "I...
Halloween had worked out poorly, but Jacob tried to understand the circumstances, even as he sat at his desk, in his bedroom, in the home in which he'd grown up. His first year of University ought to have come with parties, the possibility of a little under-aged drinking, the chance to get out from under his parents' watchful eye and experience a tiny bit of...
Please read my elevator story first before commencing, to understand people, places and descriptions. My sincere apologies if this is a somewhat tedious task, but it will help a little. * The following Tuesday morning, 7.30 am. Oh how I dreaded that alarm clock in the morning, the constant buzzing whizzed through my ears and Marcus, my boyfriend, barely m...
{Due to the increasing use of the jaguar language and Thomas's burgeoning proficiency in it, important translations will be listed in brackets} From the sun high in the sky and the atmosphere, Thomas knew it was summer, that particular time of the year when everything just seemed so much better, from the birds cheerfully chirping to the warmth of daylight o...
After Missy and Mark left the next morning, Sara and I began getting the downstairs ready for Missy to move in around Thanksgiving. They told us that they would probably move in the weekend before Thanksgiving since Mark was heading to New York the Sunday morning after the holiday. Of course, in the process of cleaning up the basement area that Sunday after...
"Are you feeling better now?" asked Eve, her hand wrapped around MU2's neck. MU2 smiled dreamily, comforted by the dominant hand of her mistress. "Everything is all right, now," she burbled. Eve chuckled, squeezing her hand on MU2's neck. MU2 felt pure joy in her submission to Eve, so happy that she had been reunited with her. She wasn't feeling quite a...