Chapter 1 Chauffeur Ryan Cross looked in his rear-view mirror at the haggard face of the 33-year-old in the back seat. She'd just emerged from the high-powered divorce settlement scrap between the legal team representing her and the other representing Ryan's employer, her arrogant husband. Juno Rich, looking shell-shocked and, as yet unannounced by the me...
Thanks, as always, to my awesome team. My editors are PapaKilo14, Hale1, Olddave1951, Pixel the Cat and GeorgeAnderson. Harddaysknight is my mentor and gives me critical review. SBrooks103x also gives me a pre-post read. Thank you, gentlemen. Love you all. This is an older story, not posted on Literotica. If you have read it, thank you, and you need not rea...
Foreword from Saxon Hart First thing I have to say is Thanks to qmh1 for writing 500 Annies. Why am I thanking another author for writing a story? Because it inspired this one. I read 500 Annies with great enthusiasm. When I was done I read the feedback and some of the suggestions for how he might deal with Annie being a whore. I was composing a feedback su...
"What is it? What's the matter, Meghan?" "That's a strange question to ask right after we've returned from Sal's funeral," I answered. "It's not Sal I'm asking about," Taylor answered. "Sal lived nearly a year longer than the doctor's gave him. He'd been reconciled with the inevitable and prepared for months." No, Taylor was right. I didn't mourn Sal Sing...
Anna Trevena sat at a table in the university café with a rapidly cooling cup of coffee in front of her, looking disconsolately out of the window at the students hurrying to or from lectures. Most of us when we are troubled see others as being free from woes, and that is how Anna saw those passing students; none were afflicted with anxieties and troubles li...
MY APOLOGIES to readers who found chapters posted in the wrong order. When I first submitted to Literotica it was possible for a submitter to retrieve stories/chapters while they were in the 'Pending' stage but that facility is no longer available. I attempted to have the wrongly submitted chapter withdrawn but it appears there was a foul-up and I received b...
Early in our relationship, I took Ed swimming at night. Skinny-dipping was another activity he had never experienced as a romantic encounter. Not having a pool conveniently at our disposal, I decided to borrow the one at the apartments where Jon lived. If we were caught, I was certain Jon would vouch for me as being his guest. The pool officially closed at...
Other than the fact that an American General was kidnapped in Italy, this is a work of fiction. For those of you who may remember the incident or have read about it, please don't tell me the story is anachronistic, or that General Officers don't really act this way, or cell phones didn't exist when it occurred. Just read it for what it is and enjoy it ... or...
This is the corrected version of chapter 5, I appologize for all the problems with the first posting of this chapter. I would like to thank willieone for all of her help with this chapter. I am still having an issue with the formating when i try to do the htlm encoding so i can italize the mental conversations so i have left it off until I can figure it o...
This story has the following content: M+/F, Intr, Slut Wife, Size, Exh, Brothel, Orgy, SM, and is Pre-Viral. * In late spring, the canals, the many little bridges that ribbed each canal into the distance, and all the walkways leading to and from were framed with blooming trees and flowers, a scene that deserved to have been painted by one of the classic p...