As Romeo got out of his car, he saw a strange car in the driveway. He entered the house and made his way into the living room. Rani Mukherjee and Aditya Chopra were there and Aishwarya was telling them that boss will be home any moment. Rani Mukherjee came to him as he entered. She was wearing a tight, black strapless top and a tight, black micromini skirt...
After the Casino party I once again foreswore alcohol and became a normal, proper girl. No more outrageous exhibitionism, and certainly no more promiscuity. My best friend Mary did the same. Instead we enjoyed our boyfriends, Mike for me, and Tony for Mary. To my surprise Mike seemed OK with this, and only gave me occasional pressure to go on display for oth...
AUTHORS NOTE: This is not a stroke story. It's an examination of how an affair can affect people's lives and how different people can react in different ways. If your looking for a quick mindless read, then this is not the story for you. I want to thank LadyCibelle for agreeing to edit this story. This was my first timing using an editor and her comments a...
This story is the continuing saga of Sue. In part one she is anally deflowered. Part two is the next day. Her boss frames her for embezzling funds from the company. This is the story of what she has to endure to avoid punishment at the hands of her boss and some crooked police officers. They all intend to use Sue sexually for their own pleasure, but Sue is s...
This is the first of two stories I wrote years ago. They are the only cross over stories I have ever done. I hope to start posting the other later. Though this part hasn't much sex the other story does. ***** What in the hell was I thinking? I mean really! It's bad enough my family and hers has such a long history but to actually take her to bed? Damn the...
Sara had a master. He was a director at Cobolt Lansing, a major corporation. She worked for him as a secretary, handling all of his personal and professional needs. When the doors closed, Sara handled his sexual needs as well. It was fate, Sara thought. She got the secretary job on her own merits. She was a hard worker, intelligent, and highly disciplined....
Well, here's the last part of this story. Enjoy! * My reentry into the waking world is slow. My eyes open and I watch the dust motes swirling in the filtered sun coming through the darkened windows. I hear a soft, low thrumming sound besides me and I can't figure out why a motor would be running in here. I look up at my arms and they are still attached to...
I stepped in the house to find my father sitting in the large armchair with a pipe in his mouth. My father wasn't really a smoker. He only did it when he was stressing, and most of the time it was because of me. "It's nearly nine o'clock. Where have you been?" My father's baritone voice asked calmly. I knew this was only the calm before the storm. There wou...
It's tough to run a small business. Managing all the incomings, outgoings, staff plus all of the intricacies of the product itself. My father's printing business was failing when I took it over at twenty-five, but I had managed to build it up so that it had become one of the top ten businesses in Haytown. That didn't make me Warren Buffet, but at least it wo...
Eleanor closed her eyes, trying to strain against the hurt. She heard the swish of the loop of baling wire in Adam's hard hand, and searing pain, a burning line of it crossed her soft, plump buttocks. Eleanor had to stay still. Otherwise Adam might bind her hands and feet with rope, as he thought she was a bit of a "Squirmer". But she'd been trained to lie...